Quotes about Darcie
I don’t know what to say about myself that probably wouldn’t either be too harsh or too lenient. Here are some quotes from people who know me.
“Nana, you’re the quiet, outdoorsy type.” My grandson.
“Isn’t that the most beautiful thing you ever saw?” Man thanking me for some help, watching his dog sit for the very first time. She’s eight years old.
“If you weren’t already taken, I’d have you come and live with me and my dogs.” Man who doesn’t know me at all.
“When are you going to move back to California? We miss you here.” An old friend who does know me and knows that I was born in California.
“Is there anything that you can’t do?” A new female friend. We were having dinner talking about my Harley, my house, our business, and my life. My reply was, “I don’t know. I haven’t tried everything yet.”
“You’re beautiful, Darc. I love you and I’m glad you’re here in my life. With all these dogs. And the Store. And everything else we share.” Okay, that was Kent my husband but I take him very seriously.
“Who knew that you’d be the serious one?” My oldest brother.
“I don’t like you very much.” A woman who wanted me to help her train her dog not to pull her down the street. As the dog was moving away from her, I kept asking her, “Why are you following him?”
“I’m so glad you came to my wedding.” My beautiful sister, Shirley.
“You have a good heart, I think you get to come back as an angel.” Dorothy Bush
“You are an angel.” Diana H.
“You’re funny.” A student at a speech I gave. I don’t get that comment very often. I tend to forget punch lines well into the joke.
“You’re too little to work here.” Karate trainer from the penitentiary where I worked for a year as a guard.
“You sit a good horse, woman.” Cowboy from years ago when I worked as a cowboy in Montana.
“How did you get your dog to do that?” Man who said his wife bet him a million dollars that a dog couldn’t pick up a credit card off of a cement floor. My Dancer did it. I don’t know if he paid up.
“You kind of have a way about you, don’t you?” A man at the airport. I sat with a stranger who had been crying. It turned out that her mother had died the day before, she was on the way to the funeral.
“You should sit way over there.” A woman who’d asked me to the party but neglected to tell me it was formal. I wore jeans. I had a great time.
“And where do you go to church?” Local pastor with his arm around my shoulder.
“Who does your hair? It’s kind of messy, isn’t it?” Woman at the grocery store. We were talking about the help she needed because her dog pees on the floor. She called me later and said, “It worked, he quit peeing on the floor. And about your hair, I really do like it that way, kinda wind blown and everything.”
“I’ve never seen hair that color on a person before.” My old Great Uncle Jay when I colored my hair purple for Kent.
“She doesn’t work. She runs an online dog supply store.” A man who owns a local grocery store to a woman who cut my hair once. Her reply to him was, “I know. She always sounds busy but I never see her do anything.”
“You should write books.” My Great Aunt Meta, my sisters, my Mom, my friends, my customers, my family and some people I don’t know but was encouraged by through email, and Kent.
“Promise me right now that you will write the book.” My Great Aunt Bea with her hands on my shoulders. “I promise”, I said.
“Your writing inspires me.” Thank you to everyone who writes this to me. It really happens quite a lot. I count my blessings every day to have people who would hold me up and support me doing what I love to do.
“Your writing stinks.” One guy in New York who loves Cesar Millan’s TV show.
“You’re brilliant. I quit using that other guy’s methods and started using yours. My dog loves me again. And he’s quit eating my panties.” A woman from New York who has quit watching so much TV.
“Next time you help me train my dog, can you just shut up?” A man whose dog was pulling him down the street. The dog quit pulling after he quit following.
“You sure seem to know a lot.” Neighbor and friend.
“I wish I was a little more like you sometimes. Blunt and to the point.” Marty, the sweetest man in the world next to Kent.
“How did you train Kent to let you do that?” Kent and I don’t let each other do stuff. Well, maybe we do. Marriage at our house is not a two way street, it’s a free for all avenue.
“You rode your Harley across South Dakota and Nebraska all by yourself! Weren’t you scared?” A biker from PA. My reply, “Of what?”
“You live in Nebraska? That’s like at the end of the world, isn’t it?” A customer from Florida.
“You were twelve when you designed the Dome Home. You’ve done tons of different things in your life. And you and Kent started and run the biggest dog supply store online or maybe even off line, too. What are you going to do next?” Local pastor with his arm around my shoulder.
“We have a senior breakfast this morning for only $2.49.” A very sweet twenty something young lady at a cafe on my recent trip to Texas. It had to finally happen.
“Is there anything you won’t do?” My best friend. Yes, there are some things I won’t do.
“Do you never shut up?” Man whose dog was pulling him down the street.
