Marta

Hello again.

It has been a difficult few weeks and I have not felt like writing.  One of the difficulties, as you know, has been the death of Oberon.  And then having no one/nothing in my home.  Self-care is more difficult for me if I don’t have to also care for someone/something else.

Well after searching, calling, placing requests I was able to find a new dog.

Marta is a 45 pound Pitty mix bundle of energy and joy.  She was in a foster home for about 1 year and her foster-mom would have kept her if she could.  She is about 3 years old.

I got to meet her last Saturday and she is wonderful.  She was abused and is a bit shy around men but we are working on that.  (Wish me luck, 15 is coming over today to meet her!)

She cuddles with me at night and when on the couch but otherwise she LOVES the chuck-it toy and tug of war.  She RUNS and RUNS along the fence with the neighbor dog (little Lucy) and patrols the back yard  whenever possible.

While working from home she cuddles up on one of my old robes and sits in the office with me.

We are working on her jumping up on everyone but hey, its only day 3.

I actually got out on a walk with her yesterday and plan to make that my routine.  After work, a walk… she needs a bit of work there too.  Its OK, I have time and energy for her, so it is all good.

She isn’t Oberon.  She isn’t intended to be.  He was special in a different way.  She is special in a new way.

So thank you Universe for helping out here.