I've been finding it difficult to post to the blog lately. When I sit down at the keyboard I feel overwhelmed with sadness. I miss Samba here at my feet and Sky next to me sleeping with his feet in the air. I read blogs every day, but when I try to comment I can't find the words.
Sometimes when I find it hard to post, I use Fudge to help get thru the block. Although I've occasionally used the other dogs, I find Fudge's voice the easiest. Fudge is sort of wild and brash and I feel freer using his voice. He can be irreverent and say more obnoxious things than I would feel comfortable saying in my own voice. On him, it's funny, on me it would just be obnoxious.
But this weekend I made a sad discovery. Once Fudge's eye was healed and he was out of the cone of shame, I took him onto the deck to pose for Christmas pictures for our cards. He sat in the chair and I put the Santa hat on his head. Then I shot several photos. When I downloaded them I was shocked to see how very sad he looked in every shot.
We'll get thru this together, but I must remember that I'm not the only one in pain just now.