July 7th – 1 month ampuversary*

I’ve been trying to thing of witty remarks and cute comments on how to mark what would have been Lupe’s 1 month ampuversary but honestly I can’t.  All I could think of was the asterick that people talked about after Barry Bonds hit his homeruns…the joys of being a baseball fan.  The asterick seems fitting to me because if our sweet ones are restored after they leave us, that means Lupe is running around on all fours with both of her eyes.

I spent the 7th with good friends who I haven’t seen in a while, back up at their “camp” in the Adirondacks.  I was reminded of good times, how things change and how this year I wasn’t worried about Lupe being okay so far away.  I know she’s okay, she’s surrounded by so many loved ones and friends (both human and furry).

Honestly, not a day doesn’t go by when I get the lump in my throat multiple times, where I don’t feel like I’ve been kicked in the stomach, where I don’t look foward to opening the door and seeing that wiggly butt or sweet sleeping dog.  But I have begun to notice that there are more smiles when thinking of her.