And I'm starting to feel a bit punch-drunk.....or something. Good Lord.
Today, my Bear & I had to put his dog down after finding out during surgery that the poor little guy had prostate cancer that had spread and blocked his intestines and bladder. I had only had this dog in my life for a few months, but.....he won me over very fast with his boundless enthusiasm and love of cuddles. Actually, the vet couldn't reach the Bear (at work) so she called me & I had to make that decision for him. Not a good feeling....but he said he was glad I got the call because he didn't think he could have gotten the words out. He loves that dog, and they had been through a lot together.
I lost my German Shepherd best friend for 10 years on Valentines Day. I lost my dad on July 9th....and now this. I'm reeling, and my Bear is devastated. WTH?
I'm not even sure where I'm going with this, I just needed to get it out. This was so unexpected that I'm stunned. How much of this crap does the universe expect me to absorb before I collapse? Shit! Sometimes the hardest part of finally seeing through someone is accepting what you see...
God grant me the serenity to accept the people I cannot change, the courage to
change the one I can, and the wisdom to know it's me.