I had an early Thanksgiving dinner at a friend’s the other
night and we all held hands and verbalized what we are grateful for. I am
grateful for my family, even though I am not close to some of them, I still
think about them. I have some awesome friends; I am grateful for them all. When I say friends, I don’t mean contacts, I
am talking about the kind of friends who know everything about you, your
secrets, your brightest moments, your every happiness, and your every
heartbreak. No matter how simple or complicated, they are with you feeling
everything as you do. And they make me
laugh!
I am grateful for all of my fur kids. I love them all so much, well sometimes I
want to throw Bonita (cat from h*ll) out the door. Kidding… kind of. In saying that, I am
grateful for McFarland “Mac”. He is the love of my life “amore della mia
vita”.
I don’t like to
single out any of them but this boy is so special. He still manages to hop up the stairs like a bunny, still wants
to walk every day and would still play ball if I’d let him. I can tell he struggles and while I freeze my “petunia off”, even
with 4 or 5 layers, I go as slow as he wants because he loves it.
I can see his back legs deteriorating and even with
everything I do, there is no miracle. I have a doggie wheelchair but I doubt I could get him to
use it. Montana used one called a K-9 Cart for 7 months, Sundance used to let
me pick up her hind but Mac growls at me. Which is so out of character for
him. He is proud and so far, he doesn’t
want any help. I can’t say I blame him.
He is an Aries.
I hope you all have a jubilant Thanksgiving and share what
you are grateful for…. And I am
grateful for all of you who still read my crazy ramblings about my “krazy
kritters”.
Oh yeah, did I mention my perfect boy likes to rip up dog
beds.
