Just want to share this photo. Yesterday, Gracie and I basically loafed around. The cat woke me around 3 AM and I never got back to sleep. Bless her heart, Gracie didn’t whine to go walking, so I took full advantage and sat at the PC to work. She snoozed most of the morning. After …
I’ve been bad. I haven’t updated you on Gracie. Well, today was one week since she came to live with us. I think this video says it all: [embedplusvideo height=”315″ width=”420″ editlink=”http://bit.ly/177jw2o” standard=”http://www.youtube.com/v/9BXrkdoBTko?fs=1″ vars=”ytid=9BXrkdoBTko&width=420&height=315&start=&stop=&rs=w&hd=0&autoplay=0&react=1&chapters=¬es=” id=”ep5764″ /]
This is a 60 second video of my Boxer, Gracie. Gracie is a rescue. Gracie was turned in to a shelter as a stray. She was severely underweight, roughly 39 pounds. She had pyrometra, and kennel cough. The shelter staff opined no one would take her in that condition.
Yesterday evening, I attended my first support meeting for those of us left behind by suicide. It was a very interesting combination of uniqueness and familiarity.
