Re: Soaphie the sophisticated is an angel October 29, 2015
As you all would guess, I'm really struggling with not having Soaph around. When Sydney passed in June (3rd) of 2014, we could focus all our attention on Soaph and still have the "routine". Now - there is nothing. I went out into the backyard for the first time just two days ago - there is no reason to go back there now. No one depends on me for breakfast or dinner, no one nosing me during the day for a quick love-touch, no one to have a commercial-break snuggle with in the evening. Nothing. Nothing.
I donated her meds, but kept her bg tester. We tested her approximately 7,830 times with that tester. I will put it in a keepsake box eventually.
I cleaned up her "medication station" (otherwise known as a "butler's pantry" area). We have a family photo there now, her blood sugar tester and a beautiful bouquet of flowers.
I started banjo lessons at the beginning of October. (mid life crisis? who knows why - but it is fun). Well - I haven't played all week. So I went to the lesson and played for the first time in a week and nearly had a break down (yet again)....I would play for Soaphie and sing to her - substituting her name (Skip to my Lou/Soaphie....Liza Jane/Soaphie...etc). (note: I don't play well and I sing even worse - but Soaphie was a good audience that enjoyed it....to her, I was a rockstar and she was my groupie).
Back to the Magic Paw. She had one white paw and it was the one she typically would punch us with. No real reason - just that she only had one of them and it was really distinctive and oh so cute.
Sniffles. Sob.
T
As you all would guess, I'm really struggling with not having Soaph around. When Sydney passed in June (3rd) of 2014, we could focus all our attention on Soaph and still have the "routine". Now - there is nothing. I went out into the backyard for the first time just two days ago - there is no reason to go back there now. No one depends on me for breakfast or dinner, no one nosing me during the day for a quick love-touch, no one to have a commercial-break snuggle with in the evening. Nothing. Nothing.
I donated her meds, but kept her bg tester. We tested her approximately 7,830 times with that tester. I will put it in a keepsake box eventually.
I cleaned up her "medication station" (otherwise known as a "butler's pantry" area). We have a family photo there now, her blood sugar tester and a beautiful bouquet of flowers.
I started banjo lessons at the beginning of October. (mid life crisis? who knows why - but it is fun). Well - I haven't played all week. So I went to the lesson and played for the first time in a week and nearly had a break down (yet again)....I would play for Soaphie and sing to her - substituting her name (Skip to my Lou/Soaphie....Liza Jane/Soaphie...etc). (note: I don't play well and I sing even worse - but Soaphie was a good audience that enjoyed it....to her, I was a rockstar and she was my groupie).
Back to the Magic Paw. She had one white paw and it was the one she typically would punch us with. No real reason - just that she only had one of them and it was really distinctive and oh so cute.
Sniffles. Sob.
T
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