Maybe it's the hormones but why do I feel that the world makes less and less sense, only my children, my husband and my friends seem to be what matters, the rest can go to hell as they say.
My puppy was attacked at dog obedience school, I think I came off the worst, trauma, not wanting to go back, wondering why the other handler froze when clearly her dog started to growl and take a dominant stance, why did I have to growl at her dog first, why was she silent through the whole ordeal, why did I leave with my tail between my legs? Sometimes I think so many of us really are with out the right tools for this life. Dog then went to the vet who tells me the lump on his abdomen needs surgery.OMG what next?
Well Etsy that's what and the encouraging words of all bloggers and etsyites out there, thanks to Peasoup for starting me on this journey. Check out my site I would love whatever feedback you care to leave.
And here's what I said bravely to the 7 year old, tomorrow is another day and the sun will shine and there will be laughter and love.
