We did something a little odd yesterday, our baby girl Flossie is getting weaker and weaker, not quite as happy ever morning. It takes her a bit longer to get her back legs up to stand. And she needs a life alert button, sometimes she falls and she can't get up without some help. Admittedly its mostly her own doing she'll try to chase a cat and slip and fall.
We can't go through another heart ache, Her absence will be way to much to handle. So we ordered a puppy, an Australian Shepard, we couldn't deal with another Border Collie. We do love the traits and personality or the Border, but we 'll need something that won't remind us of our baby girl. The pup has not even come to be yet, the mom will be mated in March. The Great Gonzo won't make it's way to us until late July, but he's on his way.
I don't see the yet to be Gonzo as a replacement but as a healer. That sounds way to mournful, A puppy is happiness, hope, laughter. And even though we made it through this year fairly well, we need something to look forward to. I need a ball of fur.