Change
Things change.
Auggie is growing up.
We are transitioning… – back to the “Boy’s room”: Auggie’s food on the high table, his litter box in the corner and the light box/cat cave on the table also. ( Bob’s Cat Cave)
My second/newish Windows 8.1 with touch screen computer is on the high table also. It is a kind of second work area. It evolved as when Auggie was in the sunroom/office and I didn’t want to disturb for various reasons, but needed computer access…AND I’ve had this computer for months and not had it fully set up with my work environment…Anyway, it has worked wonderfully to have this second work area! (AND BTW, I liked Windows 8 and LOVE Windows 8.1 and really love the touch screen – SURPRISE to ME!!!)
In addition to allowing me to do things when Auggie was in the sunroom, it has also encouraged Auggie to join me and embrace the light box/cat cave as a refuge…and food dishes made their way to the table as well as a litter box underneath.
Several times in the last week, Auggie has decided to nap in the cat cave.
It is a strange combination of joy in seeing Auggie grow and make his own choices as well as an odd paradox of renewed grief for Bob when Auggie does what Bob did.
Change.
In the past 5 weeks, since Auggie has been part of Bear’s and my life, I’ve been asked by several…”How did I know it was the right time? ”
I didn’t.
I had a kind of tension from being just 2.
I had some time of almost paralyzing fear about selecting the wrong pet at the wrong time…and about being capable of dealing with more loss.
And then I had a realization that I DID NOT want to live in that kind of fear.
AND that I had much love to give to a dog or cat that needed a safe and loving home.
So, then I knew I was ready.
And I knew that Bear would be ok if I was ok.
So we got Auggie.
Change.