Thursday, June 20, 2013

Saying Goodbye

I have no idea how this is supposed to happen. How am I supposed to say goodbye to my babies. They are only 3 and 6. They are my children. I have held them and cuddled them and taken care of them for the last year. I have taken them to the doctor, held them after surgery, brushed their teeth, tucked them in, sang to them and said night time prayers. I have dressed them, laughed with them, watched cartoons with them. I have made egg burritos for them, I have made broccoli for them. I have held them and cuddled them and taken care of them.

But yet....Saturday will be the last day that I am Mom. I realize the changes that have occurred over the last year. Their forever parents have done what they need to do. They love their children as much as I do and they have earned the right for reunification. I am truly happy that my babies will be returning to their forever family. My job has been done…

Yet I know that as I fade to a memory these children will forever be a part of my heart. I will wonder about them every day and hope they are okay. I will think of them every night and wonder if they got their bed time songs, prayers, teeth brushed and a hug and kiss. I will think of them every morning and wonder if they are ready for the day. Has G done his homework and is he at school? Will B be a good girl or Miss Attitude?

As I say goodbye I hope they will always know that when they leave my arms a part of my heart goes with them. I love you forever and ever G & B!!

Friday, June 7, 2013

Ouch!! Really!!

For not being a pet lover I have been hoodwinked.  We have a cat, Sunny, who is 6 years old.  We have a dog, Piper, who is also 6.  Piper is a half lab/boxer mix.  She is 50 pounds of love and snuggles.  I really think she believes that she is half cat.  She pounces and runs.  She even talks to us.  That is if you understand dog/cat/human languages that she speaks. 

Recently G & B's dog from home had puppies.  They are full bred Chihuahuas.  We were on the list to get one and lo and behold we got Fred.  Fred maybe weighs 2 pounds.  He is so cute and has me hoodwinked.  I swore I would never dress my dog.  But he is so cute.  I swore I'd never carry a dog around in a purse.  But he is so cute.  I swore I'd never have a dog run the house on my furniture and what not.  But he is so cute.  Yes I have been hoodwinked.

The upside is now that we have Fred, Piper is also getting more attention.  It really is a win/win situation for both of them.  Last night Fred was outside attempting to do his business when Piper let me know she also needed out.  Piper will run each and every time so I put the leash on her.  She was busy being nosey and I was busy talking to a friend from the porch.  Piper was on the 10 foot leash.  Suddenly and this is where the actual events get hazy she took off at a full tilt run.  She pulled me from the porch, down 2 stairs and across the sidewalk.  Now my body is old and sore all the time any way but now I have broken 2 toes, bruised my hip and scrapped my arm.  This on top of bone spurs on the opposite foot and a bruised knee on the opposite leg.  All this leaves me saying "Ouch!"  "Really?". 

Good thing I have been hoodwinked by these very cute loving animals.  Otherwise I would probably be saying so other not so nice words!