As I sit here, Lucy is resting on my knee. She's a asleep, and since yesterday, she's been the focus of our energies.
Loss does that to you. Part of dealing with loss, is looking around at how the things one currently has fit into the world.
Lucy is now the pet. And since the kids got her, she has sort of gotten the shaft. She turns 5 this month. We got her when she was a tiny 8 weeks old.
She's been a wonderful companion and a loving dog. Always greeting us when we come in as if we're the greatest things on the planet. So, while thinking about our Romeo-less life, we've decided to work harder to being attentive to Lucy. More walks. More love. More photos.