Its been over a week since I lost my buddy. At least I was holding him when he died.
It really affected me. The depression didn’t really hit me until I came home and he wasn’t there to greet me. Since then all I did was wander around the house with audio novels playing on my laptop. My home is small and has a very open plan so I can hear it from anywhere in the house.
I know the last eight years of his eighteen-year life were filled with love. He was a rescue so I don’t know about his first years. But he did have a long life so I guess I did something right.
I got up each morning and cooked him breakfast. He liked bacon and soft scrambled eggs with cheese.
Well Spring has officially started. I have to blow the pollen off my back deck daily or track it into the house. 😦
An occasional fast food about once a month never bothered me. UNTIL Tuesday when needed a fast lunch. I couldn’t even eat more than a few bites then threw most of it away. I still tasted it all afternoon! 😦
I get up before him letting him sleep while I go in the kitchen and and get ready to cook our breakfast. Mine is usually coffee and some of what I fix him. He has gotten very finicky. I have to cook his steak rare or at most medium rare then feed it to him bit size pieces by hand or he will drop it on the floor. I have to admit it is hard to smell his meat cooking and not sneak a piece of it myself. (I grew up in a culture that had meat every meal so I’m indoctrinated. 😦 )
BTW After the hard work of eating breakfast you do need a nap. I think my buddy has conned me well!
WARING WARNING! Avoid Facebook! My Facebook account was actually in the name of my fictional virtual world avatar. After I saw how Facebook let Analytics scam them and steal my friends list I had even less trust it in their privacy and honesty. So, I canceled even that character’s account. Let me warn you Facebook will invade your computer. I still get junk from them. I’m spending a lot of time hunting down the malicious junk they put on my computer because I still get notifications from Facebook that one of my Facebook friends wants me to friend someone. So I haven’t found everything and I doubt I ever will.
I think I’ve been conned! Lately it is a challenge to get my kid to eat. To get him I have to actually cook his meat put it on a plate take it over to the prep area of my kitchen where I cut it up and feed it piece by piece by hand.
This morning is typical. I cooked him a steak yesterday he ate half then I put it in the refrigerator. When I took it out this morning cut off a piece of the cold steak and tried to feed to him he sniffed at it and gave me a dirty look that said, “Come on Mom” as he turned up his nose.
To get him to eat it I had to partly cook three pieces of bacon then put that steak into the bacon grease warm it up then put the steak and bacon on a plate. Take that plate over to the prep area of my kitchen cut steak into bite size piece off and feed it to him BY HAND. He likes the bacon too. Then he goes over to his new bed and goes back to sleep.
That is really hard when my own breakfast is a cup of coffee with some breakfast crackers and I smell that meat cooking. I THINK I’VE BEEN CONNED!
Boogie sure knows how to get me to spoil him. I think I’ll soft scramble an egg for him tomorrow.
He isn’t out of the woods yet. His liver is still very inflamed. He will only eat little pieces of streak I cook for him and feed him by hand one piece at a time. He stays in his bed in the Florida room at my feet all the time. He is still very unsteady on his feet. When I take him out the front I have to keep him on a short leash or he will walk off the porch.
When I have Breakies each morning I must fix a plate for my Buddy Boogie. I’m not sure if being gluten free matters much to him. He would probably prefer a nice greasy piece of sausage but one of us needs watch what we eat.
He’s pretty good at finding the Chex when I give him some. He likes Cheerio’s too.
He doesn’t see very well but I never take him out except on a leash. He is seventeen years old!