This is where I was going to take a photo a day in 2012 but forgot to stop. I also write something random to give you an insight into the craziness that is Susan's mind.
Tuesday, May 19, 2015
May 19. Day 139. Back where he belongs
In the Harry Potter universe, a patronus is an ancient and mysterious charm that conjures a magical guardian, a projection of all your most positive feelings. Harry's is a stag. Dumbledore's is a Phoenix. Susan's is a furry little King Charles Spaniel Shih Tsu cross. He's the fairy godmother to my inner Cinderella, the blue fairy to my Pinocchio. The point is that Rumple is a ball of devotion. If I want a walk, he walks. If I want to sleep, he sleeps. I have a bath and he sits by the tub. I grab the car keys and he is waiting by the car door. So am I pleased and relieved and delighted to have him home? You bet I am. Do I resent the $964 vet bill? No not a bit. Will I sleep easier with him in the bed tonight? Too right.