What a poodle-icious good time! This store was giving out doggie ice cream, so I dropped my dislike of bananas for the peanut butter and banana fro-yo. Yum! First time I ever had that.
I met so many people, many had puppies because their other dogs had gone to the great squirrel hunt in the sky.
They loved on me just the right way!
There were people, dogs and kids to see, the band played music my peeps liked (how embarrassing! Momma kind of danced! Oy!)
This little guy was resting in a dog sized papa-san chair, jumped out to come see me. I wanted to take him home he was so cute. Of course he's a puppy so there would be training to do...
I wanted to go shoping, because when we come here I shop. I kept pulling to try to tell the peeps to go into the shops just for a look-see.
It was in Sur la Table I met a woman that owns a bed and breakfast.
LeeAnna here: She was awesome! Turns out she had leukemia and a revolutionary treatment three years ago and is in remission. She owns a B & B catering to military folk who have injuries. I encouraged her to write some of the stories she told me. Amazed, she said she had just been thinking that! I think the universe puts us together to encourage each other this way.
I have been sad about Cole's diagnosis and his lack of energy. Turns out the vet overprescribed pain pills. When we started halving then quartering the dosage his whole demeanor changed. She said it would be weeks at best, but it's been a couple months now.
Cole is teaching me another lesson. Live for the now. It's all you have, and you'll miss that if you look ahead. I had been watching him, checking to see if he was breathing, wondering how I could ever make the decision to let him go, and it drove me crazy.
I decided on this night, at this concert, while talking to others who told stories of their beloved dogs who passed, that my lesson is to keep my energy "now". I've heard that for years, but it came home in a real way, not a "should" way that made me feel inadequate as a worrier.
Cole here: whew, that momma can talk! As we were walking back to the car these people drove up excited to say they also had a black standard poodle!!! I said, well stop your car and get him out here so I can sniff him!
His name is Curry, he's 7 months old, and poor guy, going to school.
OMD, I tried to puppy bow, but my front pins aren't what they used to be, still we had a good time while the peeps talky-talked. He's a big guy, almost as tall as I am, and a good looking guy.
I tried to tell him all my wisdom about life and how to handle people. Gotta pass on that to the pups ya know.
LeeAnna: from this picture I can see I need to stop having ice cream along with Cole and haven't had any since.
Cole again: Oh Momma! I love you fat or skinny. As long as the ice cream doesn't go away at least.