Some days it feels like we’re spinning in a giant hamster wheel. We keep working and working at this, but we’re stuck in the same sol-less place.
Back in November when you got lost, we were sure we’d get you back by Thanksgiving. How could we have a holiday, especially one with so much food, without you? But it came and went and so did Christmas and then New Year’s.
I think in the back of my mind, I was sure we’d have you back for your dad’s birthday — after all, we always called you the best birthday gift ever. How incredible would it have been for you to repeat that gift by appearing again? But his birthday came and went, too, and there were all sorts of creatures except for you.
Today’s just one of those days… not a giving up day, but feeling tired after the usual run down of calls which shouldn’t have lasted long enough to become routine.
And then yesterday, another pup came over and she licked my toes. I was so startled because that’s something you would do every night and of course hasn’t happened since you got lost. It’s all inverted, sol.
Anyway, this picture makes me laugh, and I could use one of those. I don’t know why you always wanted to sleep with your head on the floor (you did that with the doughnut bed, too). Except for when you were balled up, you’d sprawl across as many surfaces as you could claim.