Friday, November 22, 2013
I've been having trouble getting out of bed in the morning...I think I could honestly sleep through the day. By sleep I mean that I "fall" asleep, then wake up just about every hour bothered by my own thoughts. Hades is about all I have to get up for. If he wasn't here and didn't have to go out the day would likely be wasted
Hades is a funny little guy. He loves to be close, but he isn't a snuggler. I suppose that's my fault though. When he was a pup he was sleeping on my bed and, well I often move around a lot in my sleep and I suppose I bumped or annoyed him. He woke up and since he was too little to jump off the bed himself he started to howl. My Dad came and took him off the bed while I slept through all his noise, and since then has slept on the floor (or his many beds) near the bed.
Every weekday I walk to the post office to get and send the mail. Usually he comes along, but when it gets to be too cold in the winter he has to stay home for about fifteen minutes at most. Well let me tell you, as I'm walking back up the street I can hear him howling and crying as he sits at my bedroom window at the front of the house. As soon as I get near enough that he can see me again, it goes quiet. He runs down to the door to greet me with tail wags going so fast that it almost is still. It's hard to explain, but it's funny.
It kills me when he's feeling bad, and while his howling and crying while I'm gone can be slightly funny, it also hurts me to know he feels so sad and alone. I feel lucky to work at home and know that he will feel like that as little as possible. He really is the best part of my life...I think I could almost say he's the most genuine companion I'll ever have...
Life may feel awful now, but it makes me all the more grateful that he's here to see me through it.
Here's to you, pal!