Life has continued to be rough here. I'm just hoping for a nice normal day sometime soon. For now, I'm severely limiting my exposure to media coverage of the election. It's raised my stress levels to an extreme high - so high that I experienced my first glimpse of a panic attack today. I think that an herb in a sports drink contributed to the panicky feeling but it was scary enough that I'm going to focus on less worrisome things.
A hugely happy memory is Angel K's puppyhood.
For those new to the blog, K was my chocolate lab trail buddy and heart dog. She died at age 8 from osteosarcoma, back in 2012. I don't write about her as much these days but I feel like she is always with me and helps guide me as I navigate the world with Shyla.
One of my friends commented that K was "almost too cute" as a puppy. I have to agree.
Her eyes were special even when she was 8 weeks old.
She also loved to make eye contact with me, even as a tiny puppy. Many dogs are never eager to see out eye contact with humans.
She could be very serious, even as a puppy.
But she also could be playful!