“Until one has loved an animal, a part of one’s soul remains unawakened.” ~ Anatole France
Photo Credit: Wally & Z – Ames Pet Resort
Life Lesson, #6321 – Just when you think you have a plan, you don’t
I have lots of things I was going to write about this afternoon. So many good recipes to post, and things from around the web
But my heart and mind are in other places
This morning, I woke up and looked out the window. A beautiful blue sky, colored leaves on the maple and walnut trees. A handsome kitty cat by my pillow, Wally, our pug, at my feet
I gathered my things in a hurry. Today was my first-day food swapping with my favorite challengers at exercise class. Typically the puppies come along, but his am I asked my husband
“Will you please let them out for me instead?”
“Of course.”
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On my way back, a text “Hurry home, we need you.”
Heart in my throat. Wally was lying the floor, he couldn’t move, and was shaking like he was cold. He looked at me in a way that only an animal you’ve loved for the better part of ten years can
Ok, big guy, we’ve done hard, and we’ll do it again. I don’t know what ok looks like, but we’ll figure it out
I promise
“Whatever you do, hold it together .. “
After our vet said in no uncertain terms, Des Moines, animal ER, a specialty doc that knows what he’s doing, here’s a map. Go. We listened to possible options, and there weren’t many words that sounded good, especially when said all together in sentences.
Photo Credit: Wally – Ames Pet Resort
I mean, please, we’ve chased UPS trucks. We’ve been scratched by kitty cats, bitten by scary dogs, leaped from moving car windows with a single bound, played hide and seek in Target parking lots
But this, this was different. This was a game-changer, and we all knew it
“Whatever you do, hold it together.”
My husband handed me a tissue, or three
“I’ll be right back.”
As the nice lades with funny surgical hats took him for surgery, our eyes locked until the last possible moment. They say he has a good chance of many quality years ahead, with physical therapy and a whole lot of luck thrown in for good measure.
“I love you, big guy. Come home soon. I don’t know what ok looks like, but we’ll figure it out
I promise”
xoxo
(ps: I’ll make you some homemade treats. It’s what I do)
2 Comments
Thinking of you Ali. Ugh, this stuff is the worst. He’s in good hands down in DSM. Stay strong!
XOXO
Ahhh .. thanks .. my friend
xoxo