November 4th 2010 4:58 pm
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Chester and I are completely and irrevocably joined at the ankles.He is the best little guy in the world. It seems though that I am worried about the day he'll leave me, and I'll have to move on. I know that like with Sherry, it'll hurt so badly, that I'll wish I were with him. This time though, I think I'll go to the shelter, and adopt another dog that needs a home. I hope that I'll be able to transfer my hurt into joy.
Ches is in school, again. He's doing so well! He tried very hard, to do what is asked of him, each and every time. He is loved by his teacher, Mis Carol. She's shown me how to do alot of things, with and for Chester. One time, he didn't want to comply, (in the last session), and when I scolded him, he sat up and back really tall on his haunches. His little paws were held out to me, and so of course I did what every good mama does, when teaching something important to her baby; I melted. I took him into my arms and told him it was o.k., he was always and completely loved.
I remember feeling that way about Sherry, but it's like I had her in another lifetime. Maybe it's just what happens when pain is too much.
I moved the cats in with us. Pookie is 19, now, and Mitzi is about 12. That's so odd, to think of Pookie as being old. She's very frail. She's also as light as a feather. Mitzi is also a little lighter. She stays under the bed mostly. I don't know why Ches objects to Mitzi, but he does. He tolerates Pookie, because she scratched him. She wasn't about to let a dog push her around.
SoI am learning to be with my kitties again. I was so scared after I came back from Fla., to get close again. But I lost 2 years with them, and I won't lose anymore.
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