Hooper didn’t eat or drink all day yesterday or today and has been really lethargic. I took him to the vet this afternoon and was told to take him off the pain meds and the vet gave him a shot of something. Now we wait it out to see how he responds. It’s like history repeating itself, but this time it’s with my dog.
As I was driving back to work after dropping off Hooper at the house, my head flashed back to the countless of times I drove back forth to check on Chris. I felt myself back in that place scrambling to hold normalcy together, keeping the house together, staying on top of things at work, trying to make Chris better, convinced I could I do it all. I can’t. I never could. Yes… I realize that I am over reacting a bit. But maybe I’m just reacting.
I think I’m taking a break from the blog this week. That thread that’s barely holding me together has become seriously frayed. I’m going to work on winding that up.






Love and light to you and Hooper.
Aww, shoot. Hope Hooper is OK.
Oh Hooper. I hope his tummy is just not loving the pain meds. These dogs do weird stuff and they will not tell us what the fuck is wrong.
Love you guys.
Good plan.
I hate this. You’re getting all of my well wishes right now. Much love to you and Hooper, from me and Bea.
I’m so sorry sweetie. When I heard the news from Kizz, I started sobbing and just could not stop. It’s so crappy and unfair and gah. I love you.
Thank you….I’ve lost words.