My acupuncturist — who is a gift from heaven — says that now I must learn to be my own dog. I think about this several dozen times a day as I try to cope without my dogs. Tell me about yours!
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Be your own dog! I love that and what it’s making me think about. Sorry, I have no dogs and few dog stories, but what I’m thinking is this, that dogs love us no matter what – can I love myself no matter what?
Thank you!
Hello Gospelwriter,
What a wonderful comment. Thank you! Yes, I think you should love yourself no matter what.
Good wishes, Monica
My Dog, Bess, is a trusting, loving, sharing soul who want’s fun out of life, and can’t understand why her Osteoarthritis should stop her…she’s on monthly injections and daily painkillers, which must contribute to her refusal to slow down, making her bounce around like a young pup, instead of the sedate stately age of 13… So, I’ll definitely be my own dog, she’s love and laughter….xPenx
I think I know Bess. Give that nose a kiss for me.
I’d like to swap with my dog, Tara, she is spoilt and treasured. 🙂
I’m sure she is, Ela!
Tell me about your dogs when you are up to it. 🙂
Dear Ela, What a lovely thing to ask. I love talking about my dogs, although I cry when thinking about the beauties who are gone. Which I do often. I hope to see them again, hear their voices, and pet their soft fur in doggie heaven – that’s a heaven I could really go for. One thing I will say now – and more later if you’ll let me — is that I learned from my dogs how important, how hard but special, it is to be present when a loved one makes the difficult transition from this world to something else. Being there makes it bearable.
I know what you mean, Monica. Having Tara (these last 4 months) makes it easier but I still tear up when I think of my Sushna and Gita. 😦