It’s been a quiet morning. I keep thinking about what the vet said.
The patio looks sad. The zinnias are dead, as are many other plants. But still showing a bit of life are the petunias and eucalyptus. And of course the herbs. Herbs are pretty hardy.
Hyacinth Bean Vine:
The hyacinth bean vine seeds I planted didn’t even make it to the point of forming bean pods. I was hoping I’d get some beans so I’d have them to save and plant next spring. But an early winter surprised us all.
I guess I need to go out and do a bit of maintenance, cut off the dead parts of the withering plants. But I just don’t have it in me right now.
I’m doing a load of laundry. Listening to the machine go through its cycles.
The sunshine coming in is bright but it’s cold outside.
Ivy On Her Best Behavior:
Ivy has been on her best behavior this weekend. She quietly plays with her toys and occasionally comes to lay on the table next to my chair so I will pet her.
Friday Charlie wasn’t supposed to go to an acupuncture appointment, but I called and talked to the vet and she said to bring him in and leave him for a bit.
They said that they’d call me when they had him feeling better and I could come to pick him up.
I took that opportunity to run some errands, as I don’t like to leave Charlie any more than I have to.
Picking Charlie Up At Acupuncture:
When I went back to pick him up, I told her that I was having a hard time doing his land therapy at home because my back was giving me problems.
It’s hard for me to get back up once I get down on the floor.
She told me that the team had gotten together for a meeting and decided that I should just enjoy Charlie now. And for me not to worry too much about all the other stuff at home.
She said: “This is bonus time.”
I asked her what that meant.
She said she never thought Charlie would make it this long and that he had been doing well with the acupuncture. And that I should spend this time just loving and enjoying being with him.
Those words pierced my heart. I try not to get upset in front of Charlie, so I put on a brave face. But inside I was falling apart.
It is inevitable I know.
I hear him cough and choke and there’s not much I can do beyond giving him the hydrocodone syrup. Be there with him. Give him his meds and feed him and tend to him.
I’ll love him and savor the time we have left. However long that may be.