Dear Ufi a Year Later

A year ago at this time, Ufi had been injected with the sedative that was preparing him to be relaxed when the lethal injection forced him to take his last breath.

Now, I still can’t believe he’s gone. I still can’t believe all he’s still doing for me. Most of all, I know Ufi would be glad that thanks to a miracle that didn’t seem possible one year ago today, I’m truly looking forward to a great future.

It won’t be the future I would have had with Ufi by my side. But it will be an even better, brighter future because of all I learned from Ufi.

Now, for the letter to Ufi.

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I may get Vaccinated

As I write this, I’m not vaccinated against coronavirus. Nor do I have a plan to get vaccinated against coronavirus. But I’m not against the vaccines. I could imagine scenarios where I get a vaccine. Since I weigh in on most things, I thought I should share the reasons why I’m not vaccinated and those that could compel me to get vaccinated.

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Shadow has Come so Far

It has been months since I have given an update on Shadow. For those who don’t remember, Shadow is a dog we rescued from an abusive, neglectful situation. The plan was to find a rescue group that would get him the help he needed adjusting and learning to socialize before finding him a new home. When that didn’t work, we decided to try to keep him. Mom and I wouldn’t let an animal die if we could help it. As the title indicates, Shadow has come so far!

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Dear Scorpio

Here, at last, is my letter to Scorpio. I wish it had come sooner, but I haven’t been myself since his death. Suddenly saying goodbye to him and several other things that don’t belong here have kept me from feeling ready to pay the tribute to Scorp I want to pay.

Now that I’m slowly feeling more like myself, and that he has almost been gone for a month. It is time. I’m ready to say what I need to say for me.

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Scorpio is Gone

Writing my painful goodbye to our beloved Scorpio, I’m sitting on the floor next to his bed. Trying to best share my feelings about a wonderful friend and our sudden loss, I need to be close to him.
Sitting in the place where I sat so often to rub his side just feels right.

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