Perspective

It feels like recently there have been so many scares with out pets.  The year started off pretty shitty when we had to say goodbye to Sampson 3 days in.  He was such an awesome guys, and there are still days when I'm at work, I look forward to getting home and having him look up from the couch and greet me.  I miss having him take naps with me on the couch and his loud meows.  My heart broke when he passed away, but he would be with Delilah and they would have their tea parties in the Heaven. 
Maple is our resident senior dog now, it's crazy how she just turned 10.  We adopted her when she was 8 months old.  Even the Coco & Snow are old now, they just turned nine!  The youngest dog is 7.  And, what's the point of this?
I realized that soon, they will eventually head for the Rainbow Bridge.  Sad, yes, but hey, they lived really good lives, long lives.  We loved them and took care of them as best we could and they know that.  Sure one day I won't trip over Maple who decided to sleep right in the way of my exit from my side of the bed, that will be a sad day, but I'll know we did our best for them.  And they had long lives. 
Sometimes I still resent them for getting to live so long when Delilah didn't.  But they didn't do anything wrong.   

Time better spent.

I usually hate being at home.  Or empty house with nothing to do but sit around and waste away.  Thinking too much about sad things and not being able to much about it. 

Recently, I found it better to occupy my time.  Making amigurumi for fellow loss mommas on their angel's birthdays.  I just started last month and have made three so far.  Which is sad that there babies should have turned one but instead are doing that in heaven. 

Happy Birthday to A. 

 

And a very Birthday to G also. 

Sweet K, Happy Birthday.