It’s funny this thing called transition. It is steeped in so many emotions, as well as exhaustion and the unknown. For instance, for weeks before we flew I had to think out how to deal with Snug on the plane. I talked to the vet, made a plan and executed the plan. It worked, we had a wonderful flight. What I forgot about was JETLAG….I had planned to hit the ground running, had a service 5 days after I landed, plenty of time for me to recover myself from jetlag. The unknown was SNUG’S jetlag…and it was a humdinger of a week. It was like we jumped into the deep end of the pool, and were frantically swimming in circles just trying to keep our heads above water.
In the midst of it all, I got errands accomplished, saw a lot of people, got a car, preached, and prayed, but the whole time I thought “I have ruined my dog forever.”
He was a frantic crying worried mess of a dog, not my lap sitting cuddle buddy.
I missed him…and towards the end of the first week I despaired that I might never see him again. Then Tuesday came (exaclty a week after we flew.) He came down stairs and wanted to hang out. He played with a toy, he gave me kisses for the first time in a week. HOPE returned, but we were still lacking sleep. Then this THANKSGIVING THURSDAY HAPPENED! My Dog Snug, returned fully…we slept til 8:30!!! NOW THAT’S MY DOG! I realize I am a planner, I also realize I can not plan for the unknown, Sometimes you just have to wade in the water and hope your arm floaties hold your head above water until you reach the other shore.
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“I realize I am a planner, I also realize I can not plan for the unknown, Sometimes you just have to wade in the water and hope your arm floaties hold your head above water until you reach the other shore.”
As a Type-A planner, I can really relate to this; and I’ve definitely been in the process of learning this as well this past year! Raising children and Snugs can teach one similar lessons, it seems!! 🙂
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It is true. The thing with raising Snugs is they never grow up. Mine are ten years old and are still not very mature.