Just you wait little boy, there’s 2 more feet coming! Kenai 3 Yrs

Okay, we’ve been snowed in for 3 weeks as the storms rolled through, and just as soon as I was able to get out, Mom decided we had to have the auction now…I’ve spent the whole week going here, doing that, getting the water heater replaced etc.

The auction lady is lovely, and happily sorts the piles and moves the boxes for us. She’s hooked us up with a man to do the yard work cheap. Tommorrow we’re off to look at houses in the midst of all the madness.

The required is 3 acres, not sitting in our neighbor’s laps, 2-3 bedrooms, as little move in work as possible. AND HIGH SPEED AT HOME!!! There will be a fence around the entire 3 acres, maybe more. Kenai will be free then to run as he pleases.

That’s the happy thing in struggles, that no matter what he’ll have acreage to run free in. It’s the age old choice of perspective. Every hardship has it’s opportunnities, every opportunity has its potholes. Do you cling to the opportunity or the difficulty in your thoughts.

The work is deadly, and I dreaded it to the point of panic to be honest. I knew Mom’d pull what she’s pulled: I can’t, I don’t know how, I’m tired…All of it has fallen on me like everything else for the past 3yrs plus. You know, “it doesn’t matter if you want or don’t, the 3 feet of snow must be shoveled.” kinda thing.

But my panic’s easing off, as the pain and exhaustion ramps up: Robin and her crew are seriously hard workers. That’s easing off. The boys are losing their minds, though. We could go months without visitors, and now it’s every day.

They bark and run to windows and feed off each other, and it gets crazy anxious and noisy. It’s worse with the steriods too. You’d think they’d adjust, but that’s the thing about Kenai: it doesn’t adjust. He takes his first reaction to a situation and never changes it. He still refuses to turn around in the little bathroom and it’s been 3 yrs!

But in the end, I will make certain he’ll have room and freedom to stretch those beautiful legs while he’s still with us. That’s the other hardship: I know I’m losing my boy loves. I’ve had this feeling of hospice almost for the winter, these rounds of vet trips. We are all out of options other than the steroids. We can’t actually save them.

I know the end is coming, just as I did for Shabah, for Taj, for Brazos and all my gentleman friends. They are still holding weight, they still have the play bugs, and yet ya know. This time we won’t beat the auto-immune destruction of their bowels. The feeling good times will be waning even more from now.

There’s distinct periods of life with a Dane: the exciting and joyful puppyhood, the comfortable company of a young adult. Then comes old age or sickness, and little things start reminding you that your time with them is drawing to a close. When you let yourself, you hear whispers of “sit with me a little longer while we can”, and the rustling of time slipping by.

I’m hearing whispers…

So in the difficulties of moving and the sorrow I know will soon grip my heart, is a resolute demand that their time left in this new place will be to their tastes in every way. Kenai will be let out to run whenever he choses because he will be safely fenced. BB will have balls in every nook and cranny. If Mom ignores play invites, I won’t. And DSl to tell the good stuff of every last day every day.

I don’t know how I’m gonna make it through all the added activity, other than push till I can’t walk sort of effort. The auctioner will pick up the slack. I have to admit there’s a relief in knowing somebody can pick up my slack, as opposed to my having to pick up everyone else’s. Sad to have found help in strangers, but beggars can’t be choosers. I’m glad to have it.

I’ve got tons of pics and stuff to sort through, and I’ll get to it (?) soon I hope. I want to get this all over with fast as possible. The auction is tax day, April 15, and I want to be moved by then if we are getting serious offers. Asap is the order! We’ll see. If I have high speed at the new home, I can just get online when I’m resting a bit, which means alot more often!

Need to go now, to see a 6 acre lot and house. But I won’t let it go a month before posting! I want to look at all the old friend’s sites and check out new ones asap too!