Since my surgery I have been crawling out of the exhaustion that occurs from anesthesia and scalpel related trauma. My butt is spicy and I have a general feeling of intermittent sadness, which seems to be what happens after any of my surgeries. Healing is uncomfortable and I have been doing a lot of laying around which feels lazy but necessary.
I am finally almost done with the education portion of the IT program, in fact I have already earned my Google IT Support certificate, which I still think is weird, ha! I need to start on my work this week so I am going to cut this short but I want to share a poem I wrote about my dearly departed Fiona. I wrote this in lieu of homework but it felt right.
Until next time ❤️
For The Love Of Pug
I said she had a face only a mother could love
Maybe one who couldn’t hardly see
One eye was catty wampus and weird
the other eye was pointed at me
I went about my business but she was always there
Biding her time, her husky whine and butter soft hair
I couldn’t stop thinking of her
She was always on my mind
I realized she stole a heart
Maybe had it all of the time
I couldn’t bear to part with her
So I kept her with me
Years of love and joy we shared
Her beauty I did see
We had so much fun
It went by so fast
I was by her side
when she breathed her last
I will never be free from the love we shared
She lives in my soul and will always be there
I'm so sorry to hear about Fiona, Kara. This last couple weeks has had some huge bumps for y'all, some up, some down. Take time to recover and reflect.
Aw, man... Goodbye, Fiona.
I was unaware that Fiona transitioned to doggy paradise. I am glad I was able to enjoy her through your book. Love n light to you.