It's Tuesday - feels like this week has been 124 days long already. Life at the zoo marches on. I am happy to report that everyone seems to be in good health and full of energy. If only we could shake the sometimes overwhelming empty feeling...
Today was an okay day - no tears, just sadness. I miss Clooney so much and things just don't feel right yet. We have not achieved a new dynamic, a new normal.
The ferrets are all well - the little girls were up early, the boys more towards mid morning. They are playful and rambunctious and they make me smile. The kitties are doing just great - I think they are all feeling good. They have been sticking pretty close the last few days.
Emma is good - behaving for the most part - for that I am thankful. She is a good girl. Even SteveIrwin seems to be doing well - holding his own.
Losing Clooney has makes me realize how much I adore my critters. I thought I was somewhat prepared for him to go but it has hit me harder that I anticipated. One must guard against building walls in an effort to steel ones self against the impacts of such events.
So the stories of today - Violet "helping" me vacuum. Theo causing trouble. Oliver inserting himself wherever possible to be the center of attention. Zoey giving me and everyone else a bath. Phoebe and Aggie having a cat fight. Emma scratching on the carpet. Dr. Finn providing his daily checkup of ears, eyes, nose and mouth. SteveIrwin hanging out in his new favorite spot by the heater. A normal day at the zoo....
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