Hey friends! I realized that I don’t think I’ve made a post about my partner in crime, my adorable, sweet, not-so-little furry friend, Zoey. So I’m gonna remedy that! Here’s to all the dog lovers out there!
Most people probably know that I’m a dog mom. I only have one dog, but I hope to one day have a whole doggie family! Hehe 😉
Anyhoo, my sweet Babs (her name is actually Zoey, but she’ll respond to Babs too!) is a husky/german shepherd mix with short hair. She was a rescue dog when we got her.
It’s late when I’m typing this, it’s like 11 pm. It’s been a long day, I’m really tired, and I can’t gather my thoughts very well. So if this post is a little odd, that’s why. 😉
But here goes.
You know how people always ask you if you’re a dog person or a cat person?
I always used to say that I liked dogs and cats equally and that I really just love all animals in general. I never wanted to be that person that didn’t like one animal in particular.
Is that weird?!
It’s my birthday on Tuesday. Where has the time gone?! It seems like yesterday when I was a 13-year-old little girl excited to finally be a teenager. Now I’m turning 21. When did that happen?!
I remember when I couldn’t wait to be 16 because it was a milestone. 16 was the cool kid age. All I wanted in life was to be 16 and be cool.
Then I turned 17. That was not cool. I couldn’t wait to be 18. All I wanted was to be 18 and an adult.
Little did I know that being an adult at 18 didn’t really change anything. I was out of high school but I had a load of adult responsibilities. In other words, I still wasn’t happy.
I think it was Shakespeare who said, “Parting is such sweet sorrow.”
Well, I’m convinced he was wrong. Saying goodbye is one of the hardest things to do and it’s definitely not sweet.
At least, I’ve not found it sweet. It’s bitter and it hurts.
I had to say goodbye to a good friend today, and even though I knew it was coming, I still wasn’t quite prepared for the after shock of realizing I may never see him again.
I didn’t cry, but I wanted to.