Brownie Tveten 1986-2003
In the end, only kindness matters.
This is the enduring gift and memory
of Brownie that we will carry within
us forever. Brownie Tveten exemplified
that state called unconditional love and
kindness. She was always herself, authentic,
fiesty and with a sweetness of spirit that melted
our hearts and continues to impact those who knew her.
We always knew when she was hungry, which was most
of the time. We also always knew when something was
amiss as Brownie would pick up on it. The consummate
peacekeeper, she intuitively always knew just what to
do when someone was upset or when a friend or client was
hurting. Often she would simply come and sit against us
or them when we were vulnerable and feeling pain. At other
times, she would get you to pet her, thus effectively taking
your mind off of your cares. Both ways worked. Both ways
conveyed the love, gentleness and kindness of spirit that made
Brownie so special and that bonded her so deeply into our hearts.
Brownie was the eternal conservationist. We fondly referred to
her cruizing of the parks for food as vacuuming. She had no problem
whatsoever with walking up to total strangers and making friends.
She was especially good at this when people were grilling out.
Many a new friend we met when we sometimes went to fetch her back home.
Brownie exemplified the spirit of friendship and good will that
our world is so desperately starving for at this time in our evolution.
She would always connect with new people in the neighborhood, regardless
of age, ethnicity or any criteria whatsoever. She was totally nonjudgemental,
and people instinctively knew this and quickly warmed up to her.
At the same time, Brownie took care of herself and acted on her need
to be independent. She could be what Ron liked to call "naughty".
We will never tire of remembering when she would turn with a flourish
and run away, getting us to follow her. One of her favorite places to
run away to was the adjacent beach. She seemed to never tire of exploring
and of trying new adventures.
Brownie was a healer and our "Therapy Dog" but indeed, as we were so prone
to say, she wasn't a dog at all but in reality, a "furry being". She had so
many names we lost count. We called her "Honey Bomber", "Puppy Duffer",
Sweety Puppy", "Brownster" and the list goes on. I guess it was one of our
ways of letting her know we loved her.
And love her we did. Be well Honey Bomber and thank you for all you gave to us.
We will never forget.