When Boudreaux was sick earlier in the week I was terribly unnerved, especially because Songbird and Cheesehead's beloved dogs were very ill. I said to Ken, "I just don't know how I would handle it if I had to make such a decision about my dogs! I think I would scream, and claw at my face!" I still don't know.
As you may know, sweet Molly has left us. I am heartbroken for my dear friend and her family. I had the opportunity to meet Molly during my visit in August; she was a wonderful soul.
I started a new novel last night. Two Bernese Mountain dogs were minor characters (though I wanted to see more of them!) It felt like a little shout-out.
I am convinced that we will see Molly again. But I want to see her NOW.
In other news, yesterday I made a decision to "lay out" of one of my favorite activities for a while, because something in it was distressing me greatly. There's not any logical reason for my reaction: it makes no sense. I'm sure no one else in the group had that reaction. But it was making me physically and emotionally ill. I'll be working on that!
The person I had to explain this to is someone I trust, and so I told the truth. If he were NOT a trustworthy person I would have just said, "oh, things are so busy, blah blah blah."
I am very, very grateful to have this understanding, compassionate person in my life. God, to me, is understanding and compassionate the same way. As are Dogs.
Another update: I just picked him up. He is a little dopey but seems fine. Turns out his left patella was subluxated (his kneecap pops out.) after blood work comes back we may get some meds...? Also he is overweight. Uh oh. A diet in the future!
She also said the X-rays look "wonderful" and they are waiting for blood work, so we won't know anything about meds until Monday. Sorry for the alarum. I guess I'm going to become known as "the blogger who cried Boudreaux."
Thanks, really, for all your supportive comments. What a support I felt. Love you all.
Morning: I don't know quite what happened. We came home from the motorcycle ride/dinner in Arlington (yes, we drove 50 miles one way for dinner...but it was good).
We came home and the dogs ran out to greet us. Both of them were running at first; then I was running with Josie, and we were playing, so I wasn't paying attention. But Boudreaux must have stumbled or twisted something...because he is very lame now. In a lot of pain if we touch his left hip - I don't know about when we are not touching it. He has had trouble with it before...
I'm feeling right frantic about it. Will you please pray with me? We'll get him in to the vet ASAP and I'll advise when I know something.
A very dog's eye view of the Blessing of the Animals. I was sitting on the ground with my two pups because they have an unfortunate tendency to say "howdy" to big big dogs by snarling and rushing them. I sat down I would have more control (or an impression thereof). So you get a lot of shots of legs...and bums. (Sorry, folks).
Here you can see dogs waiting in line for the asperging team to come round
Here is Tracy! our youth minister
Procession going by us. You can see James (bald, blue shirt) holding the aspersorium (what the holy water is in). Fr. David is in front of him, blessing the pets with holy water with the aspergillum.
Here are Boudreaux and the back of Josie next to our memorial bricks in the courtyard. This one for Ken's parents & brother.
We had a parishioner take professional photos, and of course I ordered some. I had a little time between the blessing and the 1:00 choir rehearsal, so we WENT IN THE CAR to Sonic and came back. Sweet E., one of our EYC'ers, had agreed to babysit the dogs during rehearsal. I made a donation to their mission trip fund in return.
I had to leave rehearsal before it was quite over...I had a sitter (and her dad!) waiting for me. A new one on me! Brandon was old enough to babysit himself, and also had a mom's house to go to, when he was young.