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Time

Time hung so heavy the day before,
I was so very anxious at the vet's appointment,
I think I had anticipated the worst,
"yes the ulcer is deeper, I think we need to move to the next option now".


This morning we got up early for the op,
we left our dear Dougal in the consultation room,
his claws tried to grip the floor in a get-away as the nice lady vet coaxed him to stay.
We both retreated through the door in silence.
The traffic lights were on green, I had to nudge her,
"we should go" I said, both teary eyed.
We'd been in this place before
when he was a pup, they sewed his inner eyelids together
to save his sight, it was a success then
but no guarantees this time!

Why do I get so emotional?

Is it because this boy owns a piece of both our hearts?
Sharing the ups and downs the traumas
my girl and I have been through this past five years!
I'm not sure why we are so bound together,
but my heart is in my hand over this little chap and her!

He has to keep what they call an Elizabethan collar on for 14 days,
my love calls it his 'lampshade' , he hates it and with his one
working eye he looks so pitiful! Jasper the other dog
won't go near him, he must think he's an alien!

Still we did see some positive signs this day ~

sparkles in the rain,
a rainbow,

two signs ~
 'Jesus loves you'
& 'God's heart burns with so much love for you',
& a big heart sign over my home town,
two magpie birds flew before our windscreen winding down the lane!



Comments

You have laid my heart bare this morning with your words! Oh my... Heart Hugs to you, your little girl, and Dougal... (Lovely photo too)...
Unknown said…
aw, poor furchild dougal. i always grow anxious with ops or injuries with pets. they're little beings that give us so much unconditional love, why wouldn't we?
Cat said…
thinking of you

love and light
Anonymous said…
sending lots of love & light your way xx

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