Tuesday, October 2, 2018

I've never had to fly a dog anywhere ~ hadn't thought of how stressful that would be until now. I do remember on my honeymoon, seeing a schaunzer reunited with it's owner in the baggage claim area. 30 some years later, that happy reunion can still make me smile. May we all be greeted with such enthusiasm at least once in our lives. :)

I am wagging my tail in your general direction (does that count as "enthusiastic greeting?") So glad you have joined us!

I totally get that fear!

Thinking about multiple measures of success. I weigh everyday. Right now, my strongest desire/intention/measurement is feeling control. Am I eating what I planned? Am I eating in response to hunger or the need for fuel instead of cravings? Am I making the effort to feed myself wholesome, delicious food that satisfies my body and my head? It's so easy to succumb to quick, highly processed food, which for me leads to wanting more... which is why I made myself assemble my favorite Greek salad to bring to work tomorrow. After a weekend of some nonsense eating, I was thinking, oh I could grab ..... nope. Back to making an effort. It's worth it.

Weight 171.6

I'm home. It was a really sad day yesterday and today. One of my dad's goldens, Gracie, was diagnosed with aggressive blood vessel cancer yesterday and had to be put to sleep today. She was only 9. I worry about her brother who was her littermate and has never been apart from her in his life. And my dad, his wife, and I are devastated. She was such a sweet girl.

Upon arriving home, I realized I left my house in a chaotic post-surgery mess as even in July I was in no state to clean up. I was still having to do all that wound care and all that junk is still all over the house along with my recovery station crap and things I wasn't in a position to move back then. I really need to de-sickroom my living quarters! I have my 18 month bariatric surgery check up tomorrow (happening at 20 months because I was gone). I will be heavier than my last visit and that was pre-plastics, which bums me out, but I can fix it.

Anyway, hug your furry friends tight if you've got 'em and give them an extra smooch today...

Sorry for your loss. Such a sweet face.

Sweet face for the sweetest dog. Thanks, Diamond.

I'm truly sorry for your family's loss of Gracie, Cecily.

But I'm glad you're back home. It's good to be in your own nest. At least, it is for me.

Thanks so much, Ann. It's good to be home.

What a beautiful, gentle face Gracie has. Her brother will surely miss her. I like to think that pets, being a purer form of God's creation, have the ability to walk all sides of this world and that world and everything in-between-- enjoying the bliss of it all. Maybe that's why we smile and are glad every time they choose to bless us with their presence in our minds.