Me and Mommy had a nice time yesterday, considering. After a moment with Daddy’s urn, I decided not to wallow in sadness and move forward strong and determined to make him proud. That didn’t stop me from waking up incredibly sad, though. Grief is an uphill battle, I suppose. Luckily, I know exactly how to make myself feel better. I just need to Lean Back and One, Two Step.
Getting outside will help too. Shiloh loves to lie near me, but it’s not good for her to be cooped up inside all the time. We went back to the dog park, and I made her run through the obstacle course a few times. I don’t think she likes it as much as I enjoy watching her, but it keeps her nice and fit.
Of course it would rain as we headed back home. I swear this is the rainiest town!
