My thoughts about things. |
| A place to put my thoughts about various stuff. |
| We have a new puppy. We got her six weeks ago when she was 9 weeks old. She's a golden retriever and every bit as adorable as they always are. She has doubled in size and is just shy of four months now. She gets along great with our four-year-old chocolate labrador, though there was a lot of ear biting in the beginning. We tell our lab that she has it coming, since she did that to our other lab when we got her. Our family had said absolutely no more pets. We lost our ten-year-old lab on September 1st. He was the last surviving member of a set of pets we had gotten when our daughters were young. It was time for him, due to health issues, and I am glad that he isn't in pain any longer but letting him go was unspeakably hard and the end of an era for us in a way. Our household carried on with our one lab and two kitties, but it was so quiet. That kind of quiet that isn't there because of an absence of sound, but because of an absence of a family member. I still expect to see him ambling around a corner or hear him snoring from my husband's office. He drove me crazy because he never wanted to come in from outside, no matter the temperature and he was the only labrador I ever met that was picky about his food. But he was also so damn sweet and like a rock for our family. Even at 105 pounds, he still thought he was a lap dog for my husband. My husband is a strong man, physically, mentally and emotionally, but losing this best friend was devastating. It came amidst a set of health issues for him, as well. The void left by that big ball of fur and love was like a crater. How could a decade with him have already passed? It seemed like just yesterday we were bringing him and his brother home at five weeks old. So little that they each fit in one of my husband's hands. His brother, my best buddy, passed four years ago suddenly. That's why we have our chocolate bundle of chaos. We got her because our remaining lab wasn't eating after losing his brother. It was so hard to get her and yet so easy. She helped our lab and the rest of us heal. It took months for me to be able to snuggle her without hurting so badly for the one I had lost. But now, she is this huge part of my heart. She drives me batty and heals my heart again and again for the ones we've lost. So, six weeks ago, I broached the 'forbidden subject'. Let's get another puppy. With tears in all of our eyes, we came to the same understanding. We did need another addition to the family. And we found her. All golden fur and big brown eyes, fluffy butt and long tail that whips and wags without understanding of where or what it will knock over or smack. She is currently in her crate beside me. Sleeping, kicking and rolling this way and that, her big bunny back feet propped up against the wall of the crate. She is amazing. Just as amazing as every one of our other pets. She is smart and sassy and giving our chocolate lab all the attention that she has ever wanted. She endures the puppy nibbles and bites with an astonishing patience and always wants to be near her. It's still getting up at least once in the middle of the night to do bathroom breaks and listening to the nose-whistle protests as we approach naptime in her crate, but it's slowly getting easier. And though I repeat to myself that this is a crazy time to be taking this on when I'm approaching 50 and need more sleep, not less... I can't imagine life without her. It is in no way, shape or form easy, but it is so very worth it. Here's to having another bundle of fur to warm all of our hearts. |