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Just about to leave DC for 2 + weeks. First down to Miami for 2 days in 70 degree weather and the beach, please please please. Then to San Francisco for 2 weeks to hang hard with one of my favorite pups Banoo. I really can't wait to spend time with her but I worry she won't remember me. I guess we instantly loved one another (like Luna). Banoo moving was really hard. But two weeks of adventures, beach walks, constant friend time.
Leaving DC (while welcome) is hard because of the level of care I put into the business. Will Clementine be okay without me? Will Charlotte be walked slowly enough for her to heal from her shoulder injury? Will Leo be kept calm and away from other dogs? This is my life, and my business brings me so much happiness, I feel guilty about leaving someone else to do my work.
I was sick last weekend. I so rarely get sick these days that when it happens I get really frustrated and lose patience, mainly with myself. I fussed and stayed in bed and made Alex feed me medicine and soup. He obliged and I felt guilty. How can I ask someone else to take care of me? That's the one thing I can do.
Let me tell you how much I hate winter. Trees are bare, darkness, cold. This winter seems especially lonely, without Luna as warmth. I look at the moon and feel a little less empty. I take baths and fill my days with friends, and lay in bed with my dogs but I feel like their is part of me that is missing. I don't feel whole anymore. Tybalt was sick last week and I freaked the fuck out. I will never deal with animals that I love getting sick and dying. Tybalt is fine, by the way. I'm just a gawddamn nervous wreck.
Leaving DC (while welcome) is hard because of the level of care I put into the business. Will Clementine be okay without me? Will Charlotte be walked slowly enough for her to heal from her shoulder injury? Will Leo be kept calm and away from other dogs? This is my life, and my business brings me so much happiness, I feel guilty about leaving someone else to do my work.
I was sick last weekend. I so rarely get sick these days that when it happens I get really frustrated and lose patience, mainly with myself. I fussed and stayed in bed and made Alex feed me medicine and soup. He obliged and I felt guilty. How can I ask someone else to take care of me? That's the one thing I can do.
Let me tell you how much I hate winter. Trees are bare, darkness, cold. This winter seems especially lonely, without Luna as warmth. I look at the moon and feel a little less empty. I take baths and fill my days with friends, and lay in bed with my dogs but I feel like their is part of me that is missing. I don't feel whole anymore. Tybalt was sick last week and I freaked the fuck out. I will never deal with animals that I love getting sick and dying. Tybalt is fine, by the way. I'm just a gawddamn nervous wreck.