Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Sometimes you just got too....

Timber and I often eat out of plastic ware when feeling stress. Last week Timber at 13 has a minor stroke. I almost saw stars. I know she is just a dog to many but to me she is a friend. She often makes me laugh and usually demands time when I am busy, but she is mine. I am responsible for her and truly love her.

As days went on, she started to recover from a weak hind quarters, and not able to grab her little food bits. But as the days went on she returned to eating all of the food in her bowls. But over the first few days, we hand feed her broth and fried eggs. So while John was golfing Timber and I finished off the gravy from a great evening meal. I got the big pieces and she got just a little fattening gravy. Life was good for both of us.

Fears are only as bad as one makes them. I told God that if it was time I would let go. He saw fit to give me more time. Thanks to St. Francis for looking after her.

God Bless all those who travel here.


  1. I'm so glad Timber is doing better!

  2. Awwwwww. I am so sorry.
    Dogs truly are great friends, and I am sorry Timber had to go through this, and sorry you did too.
    I wish Timber a full recovery.
    Enjoy the time you have with her, it is so precious.

  3. I just fell into your blog from another, and this struck me. I've been where you are and it is truly the hardest thing!! I pray you get more time and Timber is comfy throughout.

    PS: Don't feel bad about the plastic bowls - my dog prefers to eat "alfresco" and carries hers outside every day, rain or shine. She prefers it to eating in, and it's easier to use the Glad bowls than a regular dish...

    Best to you,