This is the happy: quite coincidentally, both Quinn and Shasta have birthdays today. Quinn, the ever-mischievous puppy, turns one and Shasta, the ol’ Dame, turns seven.
It’s been quite a ride with these two! I still often wonder what possessed me last summer when we decided to get a second Golden. I’m sure Shasta quite often wonders what possessed me as well! But all in all it’s been worth it because crazy and feisty as she is, Quinn is a sweet and smart dog who will, someday, calm down. I hope.
And the sad of April 11th is that eight years ago today, my mother died. I still miss her.
I’m convinced that I dream about Mom all the time, but I wake up with only her presence in my heart and nothing more. If that’s all I can have of her, I’ll take it.