Baby
It's time to say goodbye to Baby... it's not easy. When I agreed to care for her for a couple of months, I knew it wouldn't be sweetness and light to return her to her little girl and her little girl's parents.
But with much sadness, I have to honor the bargain... a deal is a deal after all. Tomorrow she leaves me. I am so glad I will be with the Happy Dog. He will help me through this... I am already anticipating his velvet soft ears... knowing that he'll keep me in a good mood. He'll be wiggly and excited, he'll do that dopey full body wag as only sweet Happy Dogs can do.
I will cry. I will miss asking her for kisses... when she'd run up me to bump my chin, then present the top of her head and wait for me to kiss her between her ears.
I'll miss waking up with her sitting on my chest, me struggling to breathe and her annoyed because she was hungry. I learned quickly to make sure there was food in her dish before I went to bed. (Hey... she was acting like a Happy Dog! Go figure!)
I'll miss her going berserk with the laser light. (Payback for the chest sitting thing) I'll miss her contented sighs and purring when she discovered the electric blanket was her own personal nirvana.
I'll miss hundreds of little moments I've shared with her... laughing at her antics, getting mad at her 'cat moments' (Like flipping a turd out of the litter box to let me know she felt it was time to clean the box.)
I think my favorites had to be her trying to slap the snow flakes the first time we got big, fluffy flakes. Standing on the shelf, paws on the glass... looking almost like a little man. Her trying to figure out why she couldn't get them. I like to pretend that in her mind she was saying, "Cripes! These things are worse than that damn red dot!"
Looking at her now... on the pillow on the shelf... sleeping in the bright sunshine...
I will miss her, I wonder how it will be for her... will she miss me? Probably not, she'll be too busy getting back into the rhythm of living with her family once again.
I will survive. But it will be an adjustment that's for sure... thank God for two weeks with the Happy Dog... he'll help me feel better, as only animals can do.
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