Since I lost my boys I've been feeling an overwhelming sadness. Several times I've sat down to post but can't think of anything interesting to write.
My three Portie girls are old dogs who mostly eat, sleep and poop. We don't play games anymore or do much that would interest a reader.
All three went thru a few weeks of stress after the boys disappeared from their lives. I spent a lot of time pampering and reassuring them. Now they have developed new routines.
Norma Jean has a nerve condition that restricts her physical activity and she's also dealing with some doggie dementia that makes life a little confusing for all of us. She's still a happy girl so we adjust.
Mackey tries to help with the older dogs. She wakes them in the morning and herds them around.
Sydney's dog aggression has gotten worse and she isn't allowed any contact with the other dogs. She does her own thing and with the help of a daily dose of Prozac, she's happy.
When I spoke with Dr B about Norma Jean's problems, he was reassuring. He doesn't know what is causing her nerve damage but he says he still has more magic to use on her. He's been very supportive, knowing how painful it is to lose four dogs in a year.
I plan to keep the blog going, I'm just not sure what direction it'll take. Thank you to those of you who contacted me in concern about our silence. We're still here and we're pushing ahead.