You were born to be real. Not to be perfect...
Somehow Sniff was even more exhausted than Arvid and I by
the end of yesterday. First he did not want to get out of bed. Then
he would not eat. When I got home yesterday I chased him around a bit
just to make sure he was OK. He was. But then he just laid
down and fell asleep next to me in the office.
As a friend said to me, "He's got the Monday Blues."
Tuesday already. This week we are expecting heaving rains and tornado
like weather. Again! Last Friday it rained so hard that one of our neighbors
really big tree cracked and broke. Luckily nothing was in its path when it fell.
Last night was one of those nights I missed my Brutus so very much.
Arvid and I talk about him and it just breaks my heart. It is so difficult still
to come to terms with the way Shadow died. We drive by Shadow that lives
on our street everyday. On Sunday both Arvid and I just looked at him and got sad.
I hear the sound of the tennis balls in the dryer. It still freaks me out
As always I remind myself that though everyday may not be a good day,
there is always always something good in each day. I try to not forget that.
At Almost Home Lodge, we are in full blown summer mode. Pool is
always sparking clean and inviting. Love seeing everyone having fun poolside.
Believe you can, and you're halfway there...