I'm deep in the throes of it again. And this time, instead of giving up, I'm trying to push through. Find a tiny speck of joy in each day.
It's not always easy, but I've got this to say: it's a whole lot easier with dogs around. (It's hard to sit and wallow with such a hilarious tongue around the house.)
I think I forgot to mention that we got a new dawg, who we've come to call Roody. I did start knitting him a sweater, but I never properly introduced him.
Meet Roody
At six years old, he's just about middle-aged. He's a retired racing greyhound, and probably the softest dog ever. (He also radiates heat, and loves to spoon, so he's an ideal winter bedmate.)
He loves to cuddle, play tug-of-war, and pull like hell on the leash (life is very exciting). Originally named Bella Knight by his breeder, his racing nickname was Rogue, but when he came to us in late June he didn't know his name. Fearing that Rogue sounded a lot like "no," and running on the theory that dog names should have two syllables (commands have one), we changed his name to Roody.
Greyhounds aren't really barkers, but they do howl when the fire trucks race by with their sirens on. Greyhound enthusiasts call this howling "rooing," thus the spelling. Roody, however, is not much of a roo-er. (Oh well.)
He sleeps about 20 hours a day, and spends the rest of the time allowing you to scratch him, eating, and going on long walks. He loves a tennis ball and a stuffed toy. He loves bones. He loves people. He loves other dogs. He would really really love to chase a squirrel or rabbit.
Joe and I adopted Roody after doing a considerable amount of research into greyhounds. If you remember, we used to be home to a saluki/husky mix, and while we loved the fur out of Roxy, she was a challenging dog. The things that made her lovable--the cuddling, the rooing, the fierce loyalty--these are all qualities of sight hounds (her saluki side). And, knowing that we were never going to pay for a pure-bred dog, adopting a greyhound sounded like the next best option.
For a donation fee, we can give a home to a dog in need. We also get the pure-bred guarantee of personality traits (greyhounds are bred to be friendly, social, pack animals), health traits (they're the only breed with no evidence of hip dysplasia), the zany puppy-spirit that lasts into old age, and the two best traits of greyhounds: the side tongue (see top picture) and the cockroach (see most recent picture).
It's those things that help me keep my perspective. Love from things that are soft and furry, and time spent sticking my tongue out at the world.
