Tomorrow, it will be one year since Isabelle left us.
It's been a really hard year. For a lot of different reasons.
Don't worry though.
We pugs are pretty healthy.
The house is still standing.
Mom still has a job that pays for our food.
In the good column, mom did go to New York for two days to see U2! That was amazing.
Our aunt Mandy moved from Nebraska to Georgia this summer. Not exactly next door, but a heck of a lot closer than Nebraska. We went to see her over Labor Day.
We plan to go again for Thanksgiving too.
And mom's planning a trip to Texas for Christmas. It's been four years since we've seen our grandma. None of us are getting any younger.
Mom's been too depressed to blog much. Or do much of anything really. If your human is sleeping more than usual or feeling several degrees below blah, take them to the human vet. It may take a while to find a medication that helps, but it's important to keep trying. There is hope.
Sometimes, we have to figure out a new normal. When your routine is changed forever, like two dog bowls instead of three, you have to find a new way to be. It can be hard, but you have to try.
So we are trying.