Monaco
Rollerblading along the road
Celebirdy of the Month
Mayor of the Avenue
Avenue Spotlight Award
I've been a little off. A little less present. In the worst grief. Many of you know that I lost my best friend of 13 years last month. I could not stand the house or the car or the furniture or outside. I brought home a foster dog about 10 days later. It has only helped by keeping my routine, really. Monaco's former mom insisted I look for my next forever dog, and she also insisted that it helped her a lot when hers passed in March. So off I went to websites, and met dogs, got rejected by numerous rescues, found ridiculous crosses on Craigslist, discovered that shelties have increased in price fourfold in almost 15 years.
I'm exhausted! And there's something about emotional exhaustion that gets into your bones... I guess I'm bone tired. I hope that's what that means.
Anyway I had a visit with a lovely little border collie cross, and then a home visit yesterday to see what Monaco would think. I still don't want to think of her as mine until the paperwork is done. These rescues have done a number on my ptsd triggers. It's easier to get a foster human. I will still have another sheltie some day, but for now...
And, please cross your fingers nothing goes wrong this evening...
Please meet "Mayday" (I'll be changing that right quick!) a very small bc cross who lost a leg after a car accident, a little less than a year old, super smart, responsive to my corrections right away, and courteous with everyone...
She doesn't know it yet, but she's destined for epic ball games and lots of fun training, a friend in my mom's sheltie, and a pretty decent life here. I had to stop in the middle of this to cry about Theo, but I think he would approve of this girl. Here's to wiggle dogs, old and new!
I'm exhausted! And there's something about emotional exhaustion that gets into your bones... I guess I'm bone tired. I hope that's what that means.
Anyway I had a visit with a lovely little border collie cross, and then a home visit yesterday to see what Monaco would think. I still don't want to think of her as mine until the paperwork is done. These rescues have done a number on my ptsd triggers. It's easier to get a foster human. I will still have another sheltie some day, but for now...
And, please cross your fingers nothing goes wrong this evening...
Please meet "Mayday" (I'll be changing that right quick!) a very small bc cross who lost a leg after a car accident, a little less than a year old, super smart, responsive to my corrections right away, and courteous with everyone...
She doesn't know it yet, but she's destined for epic ball games and lots of fun training, a friend in my mom's sheltie, and a pretty decent life here. I had to stop in the middle of this to cry about Theo, but I think he would approve of this girl. Here's to wiggle dogs, old and new!