Wow! I can’t believe how fast the time doth fly! It’s been 7 months since I’ve written here, nearly. I’ve been 7 months without a dog after having had one for about 24 years straight. What a change. Do I miss my dog, Hobbs? Of course. However, like most things in life, if you look for them, they are made up of gains and losses. I lost a friend; however, I have had a great deal of freedom. I still think of him when I accidentally drop something on the floor. I used to call, loudly:
Clean up on aisle 4!!!
And he’d come careening around the corner, lickity-split and begin his search for the errant hook-up. 😀 I rather miss those days; however, since he’s been gone, I’ve had the freedom to travel whenever, wherever, and for however long I want. It makes a huge difference, even for day trips – if I just want to go out of town for the day or overnight.
My thoughts sometimes turn to thoughts of getting another dog, but then quickly turn away, simply because of this freedom that I’ve not known in a long time.