To Dos
To Do list for today:
Spend 15 minutes cleaning up/decluttering a room
Wash the glasses in the kitchen
Pick up paint and piece at Petroglyph and do Hammer’s footprint*
Write a letter
Mail bill payments
Call DHL for pickup
Send Pets notebook
Get Lizzie’s Birthday Present (HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LITTLE PRINCESS!!!) and mail it and the other pressies.
Bring Karen’s holiday gift to John at work
Coffee with to give her the rest of Peaches’ holiday gift.
*This one is hard for me. I realized a week or two ago that one of the marks of me not accepting Hammer’s failing health is that I haven’t had his footprint done. I have a picture frame with Harry’s footprint and his birth/death years and a photo of him in it, to commemorate his special life. I need to do the same for Hammer, yet I have procrastinated on it till now. Why? Because I don’t want him to die, obviously– yet another facet of me being “not ready.” I am getting there, though. Emotionally preparing myself. I must say, though, it does not help when people, in response to me saying “Hammer had ‘x’ medical problem this weekend” to hear “You need to put him to sleep.” I know this, I am aware of his health and the fact that he’s here for me now– who on Earth can discard that gift lightly?
silsbycarr wrote:
It’s the hardest decision anyone will ever have to make. I don’t understand how people can say that so lightly, like getting rid of a car or something - you know?
There’s nothing to say to make it better. I think that Hammer is as lucky to have you as you are to have him.
Posted on 29-Dec-04 at 2:56 am | Permalink
mortaine wrote:
One of my co-workers (not you, ) basically said that to me a couple of weeks ago, rather abruptly. He asked how I was, in a small-talk kind of way, and I, being me, do not just answer “fine” when I’m not. So I told him “Well, I’m really tired because my dog is sick and had me up many times last night, I’m worried about him, cause he’s thirteen, yada yada yada.” And his response, as blunt as this was “Put him to sleep.” He then went on to say it was the hardest decision he’d ever had to make, but when the time was right, it was right.
I was so stunned, I didn’t even react, just kind of small-talked my way out of the conversation as quickly as I could.
Posted on 29-Dec-04 at 3:19 am | Permalink
cricketscorner wrote:
*hug*
Posted on 29-Dec-04 at 5:26 am | Permalink
layer wrote:
bosco too is in failing health. my mother’s comment today: “maybe it’s time you just put that dog down.” not helpful. or welcome. when it’s time, it will be time. until then, i will continue to do what i can/must do.
Posted on 29-Dec-04 at 7:50 am | Permalink
buffalogal wrote:
I think it’s easy for others to make such a comment because they are seeing what’s going on without any emotional attachment. I said the same thing to my Dad about my cat. I love this cat, but I haven’t lived with her in 14 years, but she can hardly walk and jumping is totally out of the question.
If you aren’t ready, you aren’t ready. Plain and simple. You’ll get there and you know this.
Posted on 30-Dec-04 at 2:30 am | Permalink