This blog, of the five, is about the day to day stuff that doesn’t fall into one of life’s big four choices – MIND, BODY, SPIRIT, MONEY.
I mean, where would picking out a puppy fall? Or picking a Vet?
We’ve been going to the same Vet for 23 years, in Kissimmee, Florida.
As our most recent Lab Carter, began to fail rapidly on February 10, we chose a Vet much closer.
Why? Because I knew we’d be making many trips, maybe even daily. Chapin came with Carter and me several times.
I dug the grave (above) and buried Carter on Valentine’s Day.
Then the day after I laid Carter to rest, a Monday, I went in to pay the Vet bill.
Amanda, who saw me first, well, the first thing she said was, “How’s your son?”