Yesterday was the third anniversary of the day we met Shyla. We didn't have a big celebration because we were too focused on R getting well again. Sometime soon, We'll go for a celebration outing sometime soon.
On that day when I met Shyla, I had no idea what an amazing journey I was embarking on. She was far less confident than I expected - indeed, she was truly fearful of almost everything. I wanted to "fix" her fearfulness immediately so I called a trainer to get to work.
It turned out that it has been a long but wonderful evolution from the fearful Shyla to today's Shyla. Now, she appears "normal" to most people, and that is the biggest victory that I could ever imagine. She's happy in her life and comfortable with the world. I honestly had moments over the years that I didn't believe that she would reach this point.
To my surprise, the moon was pink! I'm sure that it was due to the smokey haze from wildfires but it felt magical as Shyla and I gazed at it.
P.S. R seems much better today. He's still not back to normal but I now feel confident that we're headed in the right direction.