Monday, December 21, 2009

Chewy, my pup

Chewy, my pal, went for his annual visit to the vet. He's lived with me for one year now. He's in perfect health the vet said. She said she was thinking about him a few weeks ago when she saw a 'parti' poodle (multi colored) like him. She said she had thought how thankful she was that he came along in my life at just the right time - after Lucy went into the light and right before my personal life changed- just when I needed his companionship, and he needed mine. It was hard for her to not adore Chewy when he was giving her kisses while she was listening to his heart, palpitating his stomach and checking his legs for abnormalities. She's a wonderful vet, and she remembered my life situation and had lots of kind words of compassion for my recent journey, but especially for Chewy and I finding each other at the right time. He's such a good boy and dear friend. Santa will fill his stocking with goodies. Merry Christmas! Love, love...