It’s been a few weeks, but I haven’t forgotten anyone. It’s just been those kinds of weeks.
Our biggest excitement has of course been the fact that through much scrimping and saving, we were able to pay off our Sandy repair loan early. *happydance* I really can’t tell you how good that feels and how much it saves us paying it off early! Not to mention helping in mentally recovering. Just in case you’re wondering what we’ll do with our extra cash – we’ll be exciting and start paying down the loan on “that house” so we can get it the heck out of our lives!
The rest of the time we’ve been working with “Dean-a-sore” as we like to call him; one of the rescues we got in January. The big lug could barely walk when we got him and had several physical issues due to the meth-heads inability to care for another creature properly. His head never formed properly, his joints were in terrible condition, he was “fixed” improperly among several other problems. None-the-less that boy was pretty awesome!
A morning greeting of chattering teeth and a high-five for breakfast and anytime we came back from somewhere. His run (if we can call it that) when we’d take him for a walk around the property, would have made even the most staunch pucker-butt giggle.
A week ago he stopped walking all together. We took him in to see if there was anything else we could do and did one last-ditch effort in assisting his motor skills. The rest of the week we picked up his nearly 200 lb body and assisted him in walking and “other task” to give him a fighting chance at recovery. Nothing. As of Friday, after enjoying his chocolate cake, Deany-boy was put to rest after showing no progress. He’ll have no more pain, can run with the best of them and is getting more love than even we could give him.
We’re better people for knowing the big goof! I’m glad we were able to give him a few months of the good life.
His sister has been searching for him through the house for the last few days and whimpering when she lays on her side of their bed. Lady has never been without another dog before, so we’ve been giving her a lot of extra attention, including her first hike today. 3 miles – she loved it! She also barely made it to the end. We’ll have to do this more often to get her up to the 8 mile route.
And yes, if you’re counting, that’s 3 dogs in 15 months.
My distraction, while choking back the tears, has been something I started at the last house.
I’ve done so many different attempts at this skirt, I’m surprised it’s still in one piece? I’ve tried sewing in a casing for an elastic or ribbon band. I cut them in half and tried sewing them down to the underskirt. I tried the knotting technique that’s all over the internet. None of them looked right? I wanted maximum *POOF*!
I sat and looked at it the other night; Tupperware cup of wine in hand, hulu in the background. Bingo – work began! I finally got it the way I wanted it and finished.
Tonight I finished up the underskirt (because flashing your tights-covered keester is not cool!).
Tomorrow I’ll start on finishing the corseted top. I’m thinking beading. Sparkly beading!
…. with Lady’s assistance of course.
In the end, we’re feeling good. A loan paid off. A dog given a happy ending. A project restarted.
It’s amazing what can happen in two weeks!