“Life from a different point of view”
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From Laurie:
I had recently lost my sweet little Lhasa, Pixie, to old age when my husband first wrote to Pat to set up a visit. It was immediate love. Pat’s home was so crowded with Pixie look-a-likes I didn’t want to leave. They were the most beautiful pups I had ever seen. David was enamored too. So, we ended up with two.
We wrote to Pat weekly, with “tails” of our adventures and after a very short time “I” stopped writing all together and just let Brodie and Taji do all the talking.
Pat was my rock. Just knowing that she was on the other end of my computer “send” button made my life more manageable. I had an injury at work and a great deal of pain. I lost my mother-in-law whom I was closer to than my own mother. Four months later I lost my Dad. I could disappear into ’ventures of life from a very different point of view than my own.
I miss her. As I healed I wrote less and less. I feel guilty about that. We visited seasonally whenever David noticed I was getting too wound up. We called it my “puppy fix.” We’d spend the day with Pat and play with all her brats and talk non-stop until it was almost too late to find our way home.
Even now I find it difficult to think of Pat without leaky eyes. I also find it very difficult to write from my own point of view and not Taji and Brodie’s. I miss her.
