So many emotions are happening at this time of year for me..
I am very busy with Christmas craft shows with my handmade goats milk soap, bath and body products which does not leave me much time to myself.!! Lol Although I do know that every year I will be busy at this time, it still jumps up and smacks me occasionally to shake things up.
Because of the crazy whirlwind that I am in right now, I haven’t been spending much time in here.. I haven’t been in to Chat in ages cause I just don’t have the time to spend chatting. I need to wrap soap, make body butters and sugar scrubs!!! Work! Work! Work!! Lol
It’s coming up to that one year mark… on November 22nd, it will be one year since I found Tripawds. My very first post was on November 22, 2012. It has been one year since we were chatting about what to do with Franklin, to amputate? Or not to amputate?
It’s been one year since September really, since we found out that my sweet boy had cancer… WTF has that year gone? I can’t believe it has been one year… some days it feels like it was just last month that we lost him.. and that it was just a few months ago since his amputation.
I broke down yesterday and last night… I was driving down to a greenhouse to set up my soap for a craft show on the weekend at lunch time and I was driving down the road that I normally go to go to the vets office. I lost it as I was driving. Just a sudden wave came over me and I burst into tears.. Okay.. it was more like a tsunami, I will admit it. I had to pull over.. Here I am, in my car, on the side of the road.. and NO KLEENEX!!! Using my sleeve to wipe my eyes, and my nose. Needless to say I had to do laundry when I got home. But I think it was just remembering how many times I drove down that road with Franklin and his head out the window, with four legs and three legs… and how he loved the wind in his face.. YUP.. I lost it..
Perhaps it was Franklin racing through my heart at that time, telling me that he was with me on that ride.. and I was just overwhelmed with love and sadness that I could not catch him at that moment to hug him tight. Maybe that is what it was.. Maybe.
I get to drive down that road again today since the doggers have a 5:15 vet appointment. Wilson needs his bordatella shot and Maggie has a large lump on her side and on her front right paw that I want checked out. Call me crazy, but my gut instinct tells me that something is going on with Maggie… Her hair for one thing… it’s not soft and silky the way it used to be… nor is it growing in long, or full the way it used to.. Her hair is looking like Franklin’s did when he had the cancer. Whispy, thin and bare. Just a little voice in the back of my head that says.. get this checked out… hmmmmmm….
Some recent pictures of our runs in the meadow… I’m so proud of him with his recall.. we have had a few meetings with other doggies and he plays and chases after them.. but when I call him.. he comes right back!! Good Boy Wilson!!
Bark atcha later