I love to make creative things for my home, but I don’t always follow through in the most sensible way. Add a dog with dementia to the mix, and we make a great team.
Killarney, my little Australian terrier, is 16. That is 112 in dog years. She’s still got plenty of waggle in her tail, but spends most of her days training for the Nap Olympics or doing her version of ballroom dancing. She is nearly blind, mostly deaf and has lost much of her hair. She is also losing pieces of her mind.
I decided to take some photos of my puppy playing frisbee on the beach, expecting athletic action shots… but not quite the ones I got!
I grew up surrounded by trees, and missed them when I moved. But I discovered this loss, like many others, also had a gain on its flipside.
OK, now I know I’m supposed to blog Something Meaningful, but I have Puppy Brain after nearly six weeks of assisting my mother’s border collie with her first litter. I have had about 45 minutes sleep since October. And so I’m going to post some gratuitous puppy photos instead. This makes this story a bit […]
We don’t always get what we want. But sometimes we get what we need…
