Thursday, September 23, 2010


Been thinking about my black dog. It started because a good friend also has a Pomeranian with health issues. Her Pommie should recover, and I send best wishes for that to happen; but it made me think about Barkley who has diabetes and Cushing's disease. It doesn't seem to bother him too much. He's not angry about being blind. I think he just wishes the stupid humans would turn the lights on. He goes about life just the same with the exception that he is a bit slower so he doesn't run into the walls. And he doesn't go down the back stairs off of the deck. He still barks at motorcycles and kids on the sidewalk. He still wants a taste of whatever I'm eating. (He doesn't get ice cream anymore.) He's basically the same dog. Still my companion. Tonight I got in the hot tub to ease the tension. When I got out, Barkley was laying on the pillow which has worked it's way under the rack where the towels are kept. He was waiting for me, knowing that after the hot tub I rinse off in the shower and then get in the bed where he joins me. We enjoy each others company. I'll make the best of the time we have left together. Life is good.

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