Her name is Eucy. It's short for Eucalyptus.
Why now? Because when I drove from place to place, I yearned.
This year has been so hard for our family. Full of joys, yes. But, yet, even in the times when my belly ached from laughter, I felt pinpricks of guilt, reminders that things were not as they should be.
After my mother-in-law died, I dreamed of a velvety head. I wanted something pure and soft and warm to love. A fresh, furry start.
And now? My heart is refilling. When I watch the boys race around the backyard, red-faced and exuberant, I smile. And in the evening hours, I rub her belly and listen to her soft, grunty sighs.
My heart sprouts from the darkness. Verdant. Persistent. Facing the future, with a new leash on life.
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I'm sorry about your mother-in-law.
Hopefully, her spirit knows that you've transferred some of your love to Eucy. How nice and joyful. :)
Enjoy! My dog reminds me every day to be grateful, enjoy the little things, to have fun whenever possible and to cuddle whenever not having fun. I'm glad your heart is refilling and your boys are enjoying their new buddy.
Beautifully written. You have the gifted ability to make even dog burps sound elegant. I'm glad you got Eucy. Dogs are happy and healing.
Eucy is beautiful, as are your words.
I'm so happy that you have your furry, fresh start.
Refilling is an important thing.
Sorry to read about your loss.
And what an appropriate conclusion with a play on the words "new leash on life"...
Oh she is cute....my pup is my lifesaver!
I think your Mother-in-law sent her to you. I'm glad you're finding some comfort.
Okay, now you just made me want a damn dog. ;)
Seriously, pets can be amazing therapy.
and your line "with a new leash on life"? So awesome.
So much here to be joyful about, especially in the face of difficulty and loss.
Dogs are the best.
Congrats on the new pup.
Our pup is on her last paws I'm afraid...the kids are already planning her replacement!
She's a sweetheart. I've played with the idea of getting another dog - our beloved Judge passed away when I was pregnant with our first. But now with two and work, I'm exhausted just thinking about it. But it's important to me that the kids feel that kind of love. Maybe in a few years.
Ooh! Congrats, you!
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