Today I didn't have that lump in my throat all day nor was I on the verge of tears.
I actually got dressed today and made my favorite coffee.
At the end of the day, I realized I had never shed a tear, not one.
Today started my new normal, life without Wallie.
My girls made so many sacrifices this past year so that we could keep Wallie calm and seizure free.
No one was allowed to run, bark and get excited, we no longer sang the Dog Mobile song... the house was relevantly quiet for six dogs living in it.
They had all learned that excitement resulted in Wallie barking and when he barked it brought on his episodes, each one terrifying and painful to watch. But he always popped out of it back to normal like hey guys whats up?
I opened all the doors and windows, and let them run wild and free. I didn't realize how much they missed it, such good girls they are.
No scolding for barking at the squirrels or the mysterious people driving up and down the street.
Just freedom to be noisy happy puppies.
I watched them all day living life as we used to and felt a sense of guilt and regret, but I realized like me they loved their Wallie and we did what we could to keep the house calm.
It worked Wallie did remarkably well consider the situation he was dealing with and health issues.
He loved riding in the Dog O Mobile and every day we would ride in it until it became obvious he couldn't anymore. When we did attempt it I spent the whole time saying Hush don't bark to all of them. The rides became less and less.
The week before his death we managed several rides with no incidents and was hopeful things were getting better. I am grateful that he was able to experience the things he loved once more.
The girls love Peter and him being a young dog brings a new life to the house.
The girls need a brother, he needs a mother and I need a baby boy.
So we have decided to keep him with us permanently.
Today I sang the dog mobile song, LOUD.... and added a new verse for Peter.
So today begins my New Normal....
Today I am so grateful to have been blessed with Wallie for 13 years... and a house full of love.
I actually got dressed today and made my favorite coffee.
At the end of the day, I realized I had never shed a tear, not one.
Today started my new normal, life without Wallie.
My girls made so many sacrifices this past year so that we could keep Wallie calm and seizure free.
No one was allowed to run, bark and get excited, we no longer sang the Dog Mobile song... the house was relevantly quiet for six dogs living in it.
They had all learned that excitement resulted in Wallie barking and when he barked it brought on his episodes, each one terrifying and painful to watch. But he always popped out of it back to normal like hey guys whats up?
I opened all the doors and windows, and let them run wild and free. I didn't realize how much they missed it, such good girls they are.
No scolding for barking at the squirrels or the mysterious people driving up and down the street.
Just freedom to be noisy happy puppies.
I watched them all day living life as we used to and felt a sense of guilt and regret, but I realized like me they loved their Wallie and we did what we could to keep the house calm.
It worked Wallie did remarkably well consider the situation he was dealing with and health issues.
He loved riding in the Dog O Mobile and every day we would ride in it until it became obvious he couldn't anymore. When we did attempt it I spent the whole time saying Hush don't bark to all of them. The rides became less and less.
The week before his death we managed several rides with no incidents and was hopeful things were getting better. I am grateful that he was able to experience the things he loved once more.
The girls love Peter and him being a young dog brings a new life to the house.
The girls need a brother, he needs a mother and I need a baby boy.
So we have decided to keep him with us permanently.
Today I sang the dog mobile song, LOUD.... and added a new verse for Peter.
So today begins my New Normal....
Today I am so grateful to have been blessed with Wallie for 13 years... and a house full of love.








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