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Recent Life – Oh My Dog!


Hello friends.

It’s been a while. I hope you’re well.

This is a mixed bag.

My long absence from this space has two main culprits (although, really, just one…just me…).

I mentioned in my Journey in 2021 that my only goal this year is to write a book and secure an agent. I wrote my book. I’m starting to work on agents. Writing a book – it’s about my evolution set against the backdrop of dog evolution, a kind of science encounter story – has taken up a lot of my time. Between feeding Violet and Astrid, between changing diapers and potty training, between client projects, between cleaning the house and buying groceries and cooking food, sometimes sleeping and reading and all other things in between. I get up early some mornings. I try for 15 minutes here or there. I write every Saturday, thanks to my wonderful writing partner who keeps me accountable. With that, my book is complete. I joined an incredible peer group to edit and refine the manuscript. In the meantime, I’m researching agents and figuring out when, where, and how to refer them. Instead, any second that I could have spent working on this site, I’ve spent working on my book.

That’s the first anti-blogging culprit. My book. I hope you will one day read it and find it a worthy investment of your time.

Letter two? My child. Both body and feathers.

We’ve had many health checks with Newt over the past year. In the end, her vet thinks something is going on in her stomach, and his prescription regimen seems to be helping. However, it is very stressful. Twice we thought we were going to lose her and ended up in the ER. Well, SHE was in the ER. John was waiting in the car, completely frantic in the parking lot, waiting for the vet and nurse to update. Damn Covid. She’s okay. She’s been settling in for a while now – knocking on the wood – and we feel like we’re on the right track.

Coop has been in and out of the vet all year because of allergies and stomach problems. Does anyone remember the episode of The Simpson’s when Mr. Burns was diagnosed with each illness? He decided it meant he was indestructible. Cooper seems to be on that wavelength. I’m so grateful he’s still so playful. He still runs with us most days. He just…

But he’s good. Great, really, all things considered. As I type this, he is snoring and walking next to me.

As for Astrid, we are waiting to see if we can get her into the school’s deaf program, which will be extremely difficult for me and for her for the rest of her life. She has been quarantined. We were never really apart from each other. She could be said to be my mother’s daughter… she chose to sit at my feet while I washed the dishes instead of playing with toys in the living room. If I have to go to the bathroom, she just wants, okay, yeah, obviously we go together. It would be great for her to get involved in socializing, plus her ASL skills will surpass what we can do with her. We have the greatest Deaf mentor in the world, but she deserves more signing than we could when we all learned together. But she is thriving. Astrid is so tough, so strong, so goofy, so naughty… she’ll be fine.

However, I am appalled for Violet, who has just received a really serious diagnosis. There is nothing we can cure. There is no surgery, no cure. It’s a life, and it’s really scary for all of us. If you’ve ever met her, you’ve seen her brilliance. She is talkative and very intelligent. She knew from the age of two that she wanted to be a doctor – a surgeon, in fact. She loves Cooper and the cats, and they feel the same way about her; Newt even slept in Violet’s bedroom every night, curled up in the little ball in Violet’s knees. (Well, until John undresses her before he goes to bed so Newtie doesn’t wake her up in the morning for breakfast.) But today is her first day of 4th grade at preschool. , and she was very excited, and I just felt this deep fear. Fear of the unknown. Fear of being out of control. Fear of something happening to her. Afraid of something happening to her and i’m not there. It’s a lot.

All was a lot. And in the cracks of all that, I crushed my book.

And so that’s recent life. Every minute counts. Even my bedtime is assigned to cataloging and listing and worrying and to-doing in my head.

Here are a few of the first day photos we received this morning.

Isn’t that cute?!?!

I would love to hear from you. How is YOUR life these days? What did you do in 2021? Here’s hoping that it turns out to be a great year for you and yours! And while I want to promise to post more often, we’ll see.





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