I will try to be brief (and I will also include some heretofore unpublished photos of the boys for your entertainment).
I know there are people in the DWB community who have abandoned or nearly abandoned blogging in favor of FaceBook or Twitter (or both). That makes me sad.
When I was growing up we had one phone in the house and long distance calling was not to be done without planning your budget. Subsequently we wrote letters. I persisted in letter writing well into adulthood with anybody who would engage me. Sure, a phone call was immediate, but a letter could be read over and over. Phone calls were not only gone as soon as you hung up, but the contents of the conversation became murky with the passage of time.
When my grandmother died, I was given a box containing all the letters I ever wrote to her (a companion to my box of letters from her). I have often reread and cherished those letters.
For me, blogs are to FB and Twitter what letters are to phone calls. I love being able to read stories about my friends. I love being able to go back and read old stories. I love that when I "meet" a new friend in blogland that I can read their posts from months or years gone by and get to know them better. And, perhaps most importantly, I love being able to read comments written during times of struggle, both human and canine (or equine or feline). Would it surprise you that I have gone back to my posts about Mango's seizures to reread the comments? It isn't just about his seizures, it is about being able to feel the warmth and support of the blog community when I am anxious about the dogs.
Sure, it takes time. It takes time to compose a post. It takes time to read posts and it takes time to comment. I don't read posts or comment nearly as often as I used to and I frequently just hit the old MAAR button. But you know what? Some posts I read more than once or I go back to read what other people have written in the comments. Because unlike FB or Twitter, it is all still right there, easy to find, not crowded out by the latest round of alerts (both trivial and important).
So, consider this my pep talk to anybody out there who has fallen out of the habit of blogging. Stay in the game. Don't worry if you can't always read or comment. It doesn't matter. Do it for yourself. Do it to have a permanent record of the short time you have with your beloved pets.
Mango Momma! Oh yeah!
P.S. OK, actually, we eventually had TWO phones, but only one call could be made at a time and there was always the old "keep the line open" for when somebody was expecting an important communication.