She has demolished our backyard. Burying things, digging them up, digging for gold, which, I am still hoping for. It would help pay for her food bill! She is a busy girl. She is in a continuing cycle of getting beaten up by any one of our 4 cats. She is afraid of THE DARK. I find myself trying to reason that out. How is it, that a gigantic pooch is so afraid of the dark, that we have to walk outside with her, and turn on the patio light, for her to go pee? Also, afraid of deer. That confuses me also.
Grown up, kinda, BugsyWith all of the love that she brings into our lives, I still find myself in tears. Crying for what I lost. I miss Bugsy. I feel like my heart is still in pieces. And most of them are missing. I want him back. I want to be able to snuggle with him, rub his belly, and sleep with him stretched out next to me. And, it will never happen again. I hate it.
And, the holiday season is rushing towards us.. I get to go spend the next week at Morgans. Going to go see TSO, again!!! YAY!!!! and spending general sister time. And Thanksgiving. We need this week.
Wishing everyone a Happy Thanksgiving!!!