I started this blog thinking that I'd use it to highlight the antics of my chief clown & adventurer, Laser. After he was killed, it became too difficult to look at pictures of him, let alone write about what was going on in his absence.
I miss him, but of course, life has continued. As expected there were a lot of adjustments that had to be made.... he apparently had a lot of jobs that I was unaware of. Some, were picked up by his 'sisters', Anna & Hope. But others, like keeping certain kitty claws off the furniture have been neglected.
Anna has finally stopped spending her days in the bath tub hiding. After Laser's passing it became heartbreakingly apparent that Anna relied on him to keep her fears at bay. I would return home to find her shivering in the bathtub, the amount of hair in it a testament to the hours she'd spent hiding. Helpful friends on face-book helped me find the "THUNDERSHIRT" which ultimately helped calm Anna enough so that she would feel safe enough to get out of the tub. I had hoped that she would look more to me for stability, which I suppose she is doing now, but when I'm not home she clearly needed some extra help. I'm happy to report that the Thundershirt appears to have lowered her anxiety to a more functional level.
Hope seems to have moved on to post Laser life without a problem . Despite her diminutive size she readily took over the role of chief protector. Anna too has started taking over yard patrol. Often times I will look out the window to see her wandering the yard, sniffing about or just surveying her world. This brings my heart peace.
As for me. I think of him often , tears never really that far from the surface. Images of him still frequently flit through my minds eye, often forcing me to do a double take. But recently I have been able to smile at certain memories of him, or thoughts of what he would do if he were here. Time heals all wounds they say. I suppose this is so. Having said that, when asked I still respond in the plural when asked what kind of dogs I have; "Pointers", I say "& 1 ornery terrier mix." I have been asked if I will take in another dog. At this point, I prefer to stick with my girls. Laser had a big spirit & a ton of personality. It has been wonderfully healing watching Annabelle & Hope expand their personalities & responsibilities. Dogs have a way of finding you. THIS I know to be true. We do not pick them, so much as they choose you. I suppose, if there is a dog out there w/my name in its heart, it will find me in good time.
