life goes on...
Note to self…next time you decide to eat a hotdog in front of the dog, be sure to wear a drool-proof smock covering your entire body.
Life, as they say, goes on.
I vacuumed the last of the chocolate brown dog hair from my bedroom carpet today. I suppose I was holding off as if it would somehow mean Cybil was still there in a way. But the truth is, life really does goes on. She will be missed, and I will keep her with me in my own way…but I have two other dogs (plus the granddog) to take care of.
And today, they were a handful!
But I suppose I like that about them. I don’t have dogs to make my life easier. It is the companionship…and the protection. You don’t get a dog if you can’t deal with muddy paw prints or dog hair on your favorite pants. And let’s face it…you don’t get a Mastiff if you can’t live with drool.
Luckily, dog drool wasn’t the highlight of my day.
It was a rainy day, so Mike and I went to see an afternoon movie. We saw Super 8, and let me just say, I loved it. It took me back to my childhood and a time when kids used their imaginations instead of their computers…and talked on walky talkies instead of cell phones. It was an old fashioned summer popcorn movie.
I may see it again…
But tomorrow I think I’ll just take it easy. I’ve had a rough week!
Until the next time…I’ll be looking for something relaxing to do!