I'm back. Thank you all for your kind thoughts. I can't say I'm "over" my sadness, but I do feel like I'm moving past it. It does not help that my little Spike has gone home to his forever momma. I miss him, but he's where he needs to be.
With Spike in mind, I've been trolling PetFinder, just looking. Um hmmm. Okay, maybe I did think about bringing one or two, or a dozen, of those babies home. But I know that I'm making an emotional decision, not a mindful one. This is so not the right time to adopt an animal. One of the listings was a plea for foster homes for a dog rescue organization the specializes in small lap dogs. That got my attention. Walker is really not enthused about bringing home another fur kid, so I thought, this would be a great way to ease into it. Or not. We could just be foster parents over and over. I got really excited thinking about how nice it would be to make a real difference in the lives of these rescued dogs. But Walker wanted nothing to do with that idea. He didn't even want to think about it, or discuss it. I can't imagine never having another pet, but if Walker has his say, that's exactly what will happen. Not quite sure where to go from here.....
My doctor's appointment went well. The only issue I still need to work on is my LDL cholesterol, which came out nine points too high. For nine points, my doctor just recommended I get a bit more exercise and cut a bit of fat out of my diet. I can do that. She took a look at my knee, too. Of course, it decided not to be swollen when I was actually in the doctor's office. It's been feeling pretty good these days, too. But to be safe, my primary care doctor wrote an order for an evaluation with a physical therapist. I've got that scheduled in two weeks.
It looks like we're going to be doing some work on our living room this summer, but that is a story for another day. Til then, Happy Weekend, Peeps!