Paisley’s unbridled joy

We gave Paisley a new bone today and she went crazy! The rest of the world seemed to fade away as she spent two solid hours licking, chewing and devouring. We’ve never seen her so happy — except maybe when she’s licking Mama’s face. Paisley would probably still be gnawing on it if we hadn’t…

Remembering my girl

Today would have been Abby‘s 7th adopted birthday with the Nosy Parker family. I miss her acutely today. It’s raw, like it was right after we lost her. She died in October from brain cancer. We were devastated. Abby was my everything, and I credit her with my survival as a solo caregiver. Abby made every…

366 Days of #OneGoodThing

If you asked me to tell you 366 good things that happened in my life this year, I’d be at a total loss. It was a crap year in a lot of ways. Physically, I felt like shit every single day. That’s right. Every. Single. Day. It turned out that I have a chronic autoimmune disease.…

Learning from Cesar

Two weeks ago, we adopted an adorable Boston Terrier rescue named Paisley. She’s sweet and loving, and she’s already trying to be the pack leader. After the first walk where she tried to walk us, we immediately binge-watched all of the streaming Cesar Millan videos available. It helped, but we wanted to learn more to…

African Violets for Abby

Our dear friend Kelley came over tonight and brought us a beautiful plant in honor of Abby. Kelley was also Abby’s rehab vet and helped us when it was time to say goodbye. Along with the lovely flowers, Kelley brought Abby’s ashes back home to us tonight. It doesn’t feel like it makes sense, but…

Creating another year of memories 

After gathering and sorting through our many photos of Abby (our #1 grieving method these last few days since we had to say goodbye), we finally completed the design of our Abby calendars. In just about a week, Mama and I will each have our own calendars featuring cuddles and snuggles with our sweet girl.…

Abby’s favorite Italian treats

When I started writing about #OneGoodThing each day in January, I had no idea this year would be so rough. I had no clue that I’d have to say goodbye to my baby. Today Abby took a turn for the worse. Her eyeball ruptured. Yep, again — but now she isn’t strong enough for surgery.…