Back to Normal

New Scar

August 21st.  The day I felt like an asshole.  This would be the day that the BDD decided to jump of the window of a moving car.  We never claimed she was the brightest crayon in the box.

Now we have the proof.

Almost a month has passed and she’s pretty much healed up.  She has a pink scar on her front leg.  And that white spot next to her eye.  Both road rash.  Apparently hitting the pavement at some speed will do that to you.  Everything has gotten pretty much back to normal [if we leave Chase out of the equation – her allergies are beyond being a pain in my rear].  And I’m glad that it is.  Because I love this doggin.

The day we lost her, I remember looking at the hubs and telling him that I was happy I got do our “morning thing” and give the BDD some love.  Because if I didn’t see her again or if something did happen to her… well, it lightened my heart just a bit.

We have a morning routine during the week.  Me and the BDD, that is.  Once everyone’s out of the bed, she hops on.  She enjoys hogging the bed.  When I walk up to the side, she crawls on over, stretching her moose legs out behind her.  I give her a rub down, starting at her head and working down to her tail.  She turns into a wiggle worm, throwing all 65 pounds of herself in every direction, rolling on her back, kicking like a mule.  She lets out a few dinosaur roars of delight.  She really, really likes it.  I like that she likes it.

That’s what we did.  She rolled her happy ass around like a pig in mud.  Only hours before fight or flight kicked in.  We do it almost every morning.  Including this morning.  It makes me smile.

And this reminds me, like most things in life, it’s the moments that matter.  No matter how many bad things or arguments or bad days can come along, your thoughts always go back to the moments that make you happy.  Hang on to them – it’s what makes life worth living.

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September 17, 2010 - 10:30 am

Debbie - Happy memories make life full! That’s a morning ritual you both can enjoy. I’m so glad it’s not the last memory you’ll have of your sweetheart though!

September 17, 2010 - 11:19 am

Brooke - Debbie – You have no idea how happy I am it’s not my last memory of that Big Deaf Dog. As much trouble as she is, the morning rub downs make it worth it.

September 17, 2010 - 1:13 pm

Denise - awwwwwwwwwwww. This is a very sweet post.

September 17, 2010 - 3:24 pm

katie o. - What a sweet sentiment. So true sweets. It is the little things…and no doubt those morning rub downs mean as much to you as they do to her. I love this story so much and am so happy that she’s safe and home.

September 17, 2010 - 3:28 pm

Brooke - @katie- I don’t think she admires it as much as I do – she ran away, remember?

September 19, 2010 - 1:28 pm

Angie - Glad to hear all is well and back to normal – you are SO right my friend!

September 20, 2010 - 9:49 am

Amy - Oh, it’s soo true! Very happy that your pup is healthy and happy. We have a similar “bed time” with our pups. It’s quality time for the whole family.

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