Still healing, to be sure, but glimpses of health to come are truly a gift. Last night was tough. Not her eyes. This time her anxiety. I took her out to the back yard at 7:30, 9:30, 10:30 (pantless) and 11:30 (learned pants aren’t optional) before I recognized that Frida would benefit from half a Xanax. With it, she needed another hour of care before she decided to walk herself to the basement, cone and all, to sleep alone. At 5:30 am, I found her snoring away on Lacey’s exercise mat. An hour of shoveling and then back to her. So worth it.
Nicora Johns boots. A gift from a friend. A pair showed up a couple of months ago that were too narrow. Nicora Johns took them back and made a custom pair for me based on tracings from my feet. This pair fits beautifully. Custom boots handmade in Los Angeles. Did I mention they are vegan? Here’s a card with a little info, along with a picture of the gentleman who made my boots. Click twice.
It is getting harder to justify using animals for food and clothing. Glad I don’t have to make the argument.
I should go. Take good care of yourself and those near you.