An Uncertain Path

Today, my sweet girl, Ellie Lou, is on my mind. I wanted to share with you this short hike we took together in early September.  This particular hike marked the beginning of our path down a difficult road. It was on this day we found out about the lymphoma.
 

I am thankful for the ability to find peace here, right outside my door.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Today, Ellie was not at her best. It breaks my heart to admit that lately these days are coming all too often. I wanted to recall this day, and how easily the dogs fell into their usual pace with Byrdie out front bounding back and forth from one side of the trail to the other, and with Ellie pulling me along on her leash desperately trying to chase her pal only to be denied by that cursed length of rope, and all those inevitable feelings that flooded me out there. Love, sadness, anger, confusion and regret. And I also wanted to recall the sense of calm that came over me, knowing Ellie had a life most dogs only dream of (you know, the dreams you can practically see - legs moving and bodies twitching, finally catching that elusive squirrel/deer/cat...). She has been and continues to be loved and cuddled and spoiled rotten. I've been fortunate enough to spend 2 years and 9 months with this four year old pup and although the last leg of the journey is and will be trying I'll cherish every moment.

Here's to my little Ellie Lou, the Elliegator, the Gator, the Mamma, Mamma Lou... and every other pet name anyone has called her. I love you, sweet girl.