There comes a time when the world gets quiet
and the only thing left is your own heart.
So you'd better learn the sound of it.
Otherwise you'll never understand what it's saying...
Here we are spending time with family. Enjoying what is
our summer vacation. Everything is going great yet something is missing.
Yes, I'm missing that little ball of fur that is Brutus. Missing our
mornings when we would wake up together and watch the sunrise.
Strange how one gets used to certain things. Brutus is never far from my heart.
No matter where we are or who I am with. I am counting the days until back
home and can make sure he is all right. Make sure he has not re-injured
his paw, which by the way was looking so very much better when we left.
The thing is anytime we travel, Brutus has this bad
habit of biting his paw until bloody.
Refuses to eat much and just lays in his bed moping all the time.
As you can imagine, I am always worried about him. Sometimes,
more than I should, but I just can't help it. I worry that he is not taking his medicines.
I worry that he is just so sad that he does not want to eat, drink his water or do anything.
I know Arid says that everything is going to be OK, but I know he also worries but does not say
it as often as I do. The good thing is that he is in good hands. At least that I don't worry about.
Hope you are all having a good summer so far.
Remember, don't worry be happy.
I need to listen to myself!
When I close my eyes I see you.
When I open my eyes I miss you...