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Let's put things into perspective.
- Apr 14, 2010 at 12:45 PM
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Seeing my kids so up set with the loss of our dearly loved dog makes me feel sad. Hugging them makes me feel happy they are my life. I have no way to protect them from this pain.
Everything that was so important two weeks ago seems silly now. Paying a huge vet's bill? Who cares, all I know is I did the best I can to take care of my dog. Every day I loved her. Kids not picking up shoes? Who cares? Loving my kids a treasure. I make every day count.
My darling wonderful hubby came home from work (think April 15+ accountant+upset family) to bury our pug. Work is no longer important. Family first.
Sierra insisted that we leave the day after we put our baby girl into the ground. She insisted that we needed time away from our sadness. We took a jet plane and flew to Ca. (3,000 miles) to leave our grief behind. She is seventeen and I am forty seven and she is wiser than I.
Visiting the college was very good for me, very tourtorous for her. She could not see her self living that far away, she got angry with me for asking her how she liked it. How dare I think that she wanted to live this far away? Oh boy. I think a college visit became a $4,000. therapy session.
Home late on Sunday night after our weekend away I was scouting the inter-net for a pug breeder. I had emailed all of them while I was in California. The ones I got it down to I wrote more messages and asked more questions.
Sierra went into school late Monday, she was tired from all that California sunshine. Oh yeah and chilly weather. I drove 250 miles to go to the breeder. I met her and saw her puppies, and of course fell in love.
I picked up our baby and drove back home. I sent the girls a picture of her. I did not tell them I was bringing her with me. This little 5 pound baby girl. Who at the second she saw me nibbled on my toes.
When I got home, I was ignored. Like normal. I put the puppy into the gift bag and our Blackie sniffed her. I was about to take her into the living room when Sierra came to see me. She grabbed that puppy right up and had the hugest smile on her face. Saying "oh no you didn't, no you didn't" ..
Berott fell in love twice as quick. They both played with her and kissed her sweet face. She is so sweet.
Now two days later I can not find the time to clean, do dishes or laundry. This puppy needs to be walked, fed, loved and protected from dust bunnies. She finds every thing a toy and can not nap on her own, she needs to be wrapped up like a new born baby to sleep.
Simple things put life into perspective. Love puts hope in our hearts, and joy is a puppy lick on the nose. I know cleaning is important to some-- loving my puppy is the most important thing to me. Right after the kids and hubby.
Comments:
Yay. Hugs to everyone.
Yes, having our life put into perpective can hurt sometimes. Absolutely only thing that matters in life is my family, Megan honey, sorry you come second. :)
I love you dearly my friend and hope you are healing the wound in your heart. I am stitching it with fancy stitches just for you.
Keep that baby warm. And LET Sierra go to school close to home! I am loosing my baby to Texas. You better help me through that!
Everyone should get nose licks from puppys it helps put things in perspective.
Nicely said! Proud for you guys!
Simply AWESOME
losing a pet (family member) is heartbreaking. Love this!
AHhhhhhhhh, sweet!!!!
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