Anniversary!

I just finished playing here at church.

I've been walking around in my "walking cast" all day today. It hurts, tired I guess, but it's all good. I'm ready for Vegas.
I bought a cane at Walgreens, but when I tried it while wearing regular shoes, it didn't seem to help. Slowed me down, in fact.
Imma be rockin' the walking cast. Yeah.

We took Abby to the vet for some shots and a general check up. She did well, but is sore now.
We were in the same room, on the same table where we last saw Allie alive. I couldn't help but think about her. Miss her...

Oh yeah! Today is our 15th wedding anniversary!
Thank you, thank you.
I almost forgot!! I've been aware of it for the past couple of months, but I get right up to the day and almost lose it. Nice.

I am thoroughly in love with this woman.



She amazes me with her resourcefulness, competitiveness, and cutting wit.
There is probably no one else on this planet who will argue with me about who has the lowest cholesterol. Haha
She is kind, and loving, and caring. She takes care of me when I am well and when I am broken down.
I am wildly in love with her...
The Vegas trip is going to be our celebration, so, see you at the party!


KoP



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Filing

I spent most of today organizing folders and files on my computer and backup drives.
It's amazing how fast this stuff can get away from you. Amy and I REALLY need to develop a better system for archiving photo sessions. I got a lot done, but have a lot left to do. I'm just glad I actually have the time to do it now.

I didn't use my crutches at all today. The pain is manageable. That's a good sign. Just two more days until Vegas!


KoP


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Crutches, And Canes, And Cuddles, Oh My!

At around 6 this morning, I noticed that my ankle had FINALLY stopped hurting. It was nice for about two hours.
That's when Layla decided to go bounding across the bed and landed all of her 70 lbs right on top of my foot.
Yeah, I screamed. Heck of a way to wake up.
So it's hurting again, but at least it's not all red and feverish looking.

I'm hoping it will have mended enough by Thursday for me to use a cane. It will be much easier than wrestling with crutches on the plane, also no wear and tear under my arms.
We're still on for Vegas, but I dunno, it's going to involve a LOT of walking. I wonder if I could rent crutches once I get there? Haha.

Layla is FINALLY starting to accept Abby. I think she was grieving for most of yesterday, despondent, and unengaged.
Later that night, however, she began to give Abby a little attention, and finally squirmed her way into a cuddle when they were both tuckered out on the couch.










Everything is going to be all right.


KoP

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Multi-Colored

Man, my ankle is still killing me.
Its gone through several different color changes over the past few days, green, blue, purple, gray, now red. I guess it's inflammation. I've been taking lots of Ibuprofen, but it just seems to be playing catch-up.

Oh, I didn't write yesterday... so this is it.



KoP

A Repost, circa March 2006

Today, we drove back home to Houston.
Allie really is gone. This fact struck me when I first woke up this morning, but the pain, I noticed, had abated a bit.

We've been talking on and off about her, looking at old pictures, and just remembering the good times, and the crazy times with her.
It feels different around the house. Something is missing...

I found this old JournalSpace entry I wrote about her back in '06. I can't believe that was almost 5 years ago...
I'll go ahead and repost it since I don't really feel like writing today.


A Rescue Story
posted 03/22/06
JournalSpace- Ashlar


This is my child, one of my children anyways. Buttercup.

We found her at a Boxer rescue agency here in Houston.
They said they found her wandering around in an old neighborhood trying to find shelter from the rain. She was extremely malnourished and neglected. She was probably just deserted or dropped off by her previous owner. We think she had been beaten as well.
In those early days, she would always shrink away from an outstretched hand no matter how kind the person might be. If you came in the room carrying anything like a broom, mop, or even a box, she would cower away to the other side of the room watching your intentions with a honed sense of self-preservation.

I remember when we first met her.
We went to the sponsor's house to have a look after researching her on the internet. She came out of her kennel fast, made a couple of sprinting loops around the room, and came to rest on top of my son licking his face in a frenzy. We were hooked. After filling out the adoption paperwork, I carried her in my arms to the truck and we began our life together. She had a new name before we got home. Allie.

She has been with us now for over four years and I can truly say, she is the best dog I have ever had the pleasure of owning. Actually, to use the word 'own' does not describe our relationship very well. She is a member of our family. My mother-in-law has currently won over her affections by cooking REAL gravy to pour over her dog food anytime she wants it. A spoiling grandmother true to form.

Although she still pulls her head back a little when you reach to pet her, and still takes on a worried look when it's time to sweep, she has acclimated quite well and become very protective of her new home and family.
Everyone should have a friend like this one.



KoP