Since it has rained or snowed for 26 straight days, you could have knocked me over with a sunshade when I found out that today Eldest and I could actually take to the streets and attempt to deliver the rest of the Infernal Girl Scout cookies, only to find over half the people still not home! After three hours, we did manage to deliver about 20 boxes, enough to get the wagon out of my minivan. Only three cases left...
But it was beautiful today! It was like a late spring day, and so Eldest and I really enjoyed the walk. I couldn't wait to get home so I could actually work in my yard! With about an hour left of daylight, the kids were able to play out front for the first time in months (minus snow days) and I raced out back to gleefully clean up after the dogs, hack away berry bushes, remove the brush pile and rake--all without a jacket! The yard looks tons better and I got a taste of something I never thought I'd love as a child, but do--yardwork. Whoulda thunk it? I didn't lift a finger to plant anything as a kid. My parents always had the most magnificent yard in the neighborhood, still do, but I used to look at them like they were nuts. Now, I can't wait to get out there and start sprucing up my shaggy winter landscaping.
And who should be out there, cavorting beside me?
That's right. The dog who was supposed to be put to sleep tomorrow.
If you want to have your world turned upside down, have a kid or a pet. You can't plan anything. For the last two months, this dog has been moping around pitifully. But as soon as she heard me make the call to the vet, she perked right up.
So are we going to the vet tomorrow? Oh yes. But for a checkup, because I no longer know what to think. Do I dare to hope? Maybe. At 16, she's not going to be around a lot longer regardless, and I still want what's best for her, but if she's not ready to go...
Now see why I need the advice of a professional?
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