Life Goes On
Zach's regular vet, who's only at the clinic I brought him to in the latter half of the week, just called to check on me. She wanted to give her condolences and see how I was doing. And I'm hanging in -- I have my moments now and then, I told her, but...I know it was time, and I'm taking comfort from his having had a good life and a good final memory.
But -- I also shared with her an idea I'd just had today. I'm kind of gearing up for a massive "we have too much yarn" party with a couple friends, with us all swapping stuff with each other and then all kniting a whole mess of things for charity (and using up even more yarn that way).
And that plan got me thinking -- I've got a couple of old towels and blankets that kind of became "Zach's" over the past couple weeks. I'm thinking now that in addition to the baby blankets and hats I'd be doing with the destashing, I'd like to knit up a blanket to donate to the clinic along with Zach's blankets.
And I think I'm even going to make it a black-and-white blanket, in his honor.
But -- I also shared with her an idea I'd just had today. I'm kind of gearing up for a massive "we have too much yarn" party with a couple friends, with us all swapping stuff with each other and then all kniting a whole mess of things for charity (and using up even more yarn that way).
And that plan got me thinking -- I've got a couple of old towels and blankets that kind of became "Zach's" over the past couple weeks. I'm thinking now that in addition to the baby blankets and hats I'd be doing with the destashing, I'd like to knit up a blanket to donate to the clinic along with Zach's blankets.
And I think I'm even going to make it a black-and-white blanket, in his honor.