Abbie Lynn Update
Abbie Lynn is adjusting and thriving, and so am I. I’ll have to admit, it has been a bit of a rough go, mostly because of me.
You think that getting a new dog will help you get over the old dog. But as Kizz told me, the new dog makes you miss the old dog even more, because you’re doing doggy things again every day.
There were, and are, many many times that I look at Abbie Lynn and wonder if I will ever love her as much as Goldie. The only answer I can come up with is that I will love her, but love her differently, in our own way.
It’s weird. Even though she has completely taken over my life, as dogs and children do, she still doesn’t feel quite like MY dog. I question whether I’m the right person for her. She loves other dogs and people and especially children so much…and I live by myself.
I’m being patient with myself and her. I’m taking her to as many places with other people and dogs as I can. That’s all I can think to do.
In the mean time, her life is pretty awesome.
She sleeps on the couch or bed. She visits Grandma. She digs huge trenches in the yard, chasing the elusive gopher (she does hunt!). It’s a good thing my yard is just a grassy field, not lovingly landscaped.
She goes for walks, and to the dog park, and once a week, because of her need for huge amounts of dog-on-dog playtime, goes to all-day doggie day care.
When we get to dog day care, she slams through the door and dashes over to whichever employee is manning the gate, wagging madly. Then she pees with happiness, every single time. It’s adorable and messy.
Yesterday I watched her for a while before I took her home. She had been there 9 hours and she was still playing with other dogs and flirting with the staff. She was disappointed to have to come home. When she gets home, she is calm and glassy-eyed with tiredness, spent.
Her limpy little leg is getting better. The vet said it was just an old injury, not a bone or joint problem. Yay. Long hikes are in our future.
That’s the dog report. Stand by for more.