I Have a Dog, and Her Name is River.

My wife Rosemary just rolls her eyes as the random sound bites pour out of me.  Riding down the road, watching TV, eating dinner, sometimes sitting in church… no time is immune to a “Hey Now!” or “Hello, Clarice” or “Talk to me, Goose”. (Side note:  I want an app that can act as a sound board so I can “produce” my life conversations.  Probably one out there, but I haven’t found it yet.  Holla at me, app makers.)

So it was with great delight that one of my all time favorite bites resurfaced for me recently, but with a slight tweak.  

After saying goodbye to my best friend in February and swearing I’d go years before another dog entered my life, we adopted 3-year-old River in March.  

I didn’t want to love another dog so quickly.  I kept thinking of Lily and what she would think.  And honestly, I didn’t want to hurt again the way I did in February.

All of that changed about 10 seconds into my first meeting with River.  We are all smitten, me probably the most.

I spend lots of time helping friends prepare for the future, planning for the changes and surprises we know are out there but cannot see coming.  What lies ahead can be scary.  But often it is great.  The surprises can be wonderful.  

Back to the sound bite:  Instead of spouting “In a van, down by the river”, I now let out “I have a dog, and her name is River.” All four kids join me in the chorus, much to the chagrin of Rosemary.

Welcome to the family, River.  

Miss you, Lily.

Thanks for the laughs, Chris Farley.

Hey Now.


| Jay Kenerly, MSFS, CHFC