A transplanted Southern Californian living in North Dakota Idaho, with some insights on life with deaf dogs, a gluten free spouse, and the occasional mischievous garden gnome. Thank you for visiting and I hope you enjoy.





Thursday, August 30, 2018

The Process of Moving On

It's been a couple of weeks since we've posted anything. Many thanks to everyone who sent a card, an e-mail, called, or posted some kind words on social media. It was really tough for Alycia but she greatly appreciated all the contact from friends and family, near and far.  Thank you.

In all honesty, it's been hard to sit at the computer and type ideas that are both appropriate and coherent for our first post of the post-Tito era. I've typed and deleted several hundred words at this point. Nothing seems quite like the right thing to say.

Tito's absence loomed large (and it still does), but Shaak Ti and Shadowfax are both still here. They're here and they seem to be completely oblivious. I've been calling them the "Oblivious Twins" off and on since Tito left us. And they truly are seemingly oblivious to the fact that there's one less deaf dog in the house. Perhaps they're doing it on purpose.
Even though things change there are still dog walks to take, meals to prepare, and jobs to go to (for Alycia anyways). In the meantime, we'll post a cute picture of Shadowfax and see if this can help us get kick-started back into some regular blog posts.

2 comments:

Karen said...

Losing a pet is never easy. Not a day goes by I don't think of our dogs, but now I can smile instead of shedding tears. I know what you mean about the other dogs seeming oblivious to the loss, the same thing happened here. Perhaps they grieve in their own way? I'm glad you still have your other dogs to soften the blow even though I know there's still a hole in your hearts. It is never, ever easy to lose the ones we love.

Anonymous said...

Reading this brings back memories of the dogs who have left us. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of each and every one of the "kids". I don't know if the tears in my heart will ever completely heal, and maybe they won't. But, I'll always revel in the love I shared with them all.