I accidentally got out of the habit of writing my blog. I’m back!
My wife and I went to a rhododendron festival last weekend in North Georgia. It was very beautiful-a sea of white, pink, and purple everywhere. There was also a nice creek. I don’t know if it was seeing all this natural beauty that triggered it, but my wife started to cry out of nowhere. She said she just started thinking about our dog Moose dying someday. He is only 3 now. He is a big dog, so he may not live longer than the age of 10 or 12. It was a random thought, but I understood.
Most of the time, when you get a pet, you are signing up to go to their funeral. I guess for parents, you hope that you don’t have to go to your child’s funeral. I would like to think most parents don’t have to do that.
Anyway, Moose, our dog, will be around forever. I totally understand my wife’s sadness. It’s really just good old anxiety kicking in. All we can do is enjoy the time we have with our pets and everyone on this big blue planet, for that matter.
Have a wonderful evening!