The good: Yesterday I woke up to sunshine and a light dusting of snow making everything appear more lovely than it was the day before. It was a rather cheerful sight, I thought. I decided it was going to be a good day. I was going to accomplish things and be creative. Yay!
The bad: Then I went into Hubby’s office, where I was informed he was taking our eldest dog (Beau) back to the vet to re-discuss continuing bowel problems and weight loss. Beau didn’t come home with him, but instead went into immediate surgery. (Pic is of Beau in his prime during our tenure in Hawaii. He’s a terrific dog. A real sweetheart.)
The good: Hubby brought home the mail. In it was a box. Knowing it was filled with Seasons and Seashells books, which contains my short story Do Over, I tore into it. For the first time in my life, I held a print book with my name on the outside! Words cannot describe the feelings.
The uglies: Within minutes of Hubby’s return, we got a call from the vet. Softball-sized mass pushing on bowel. Possible cancer. Remove and treat or euthanize? Beau will be twelve in March, but neither of us is ready to let him go. We won’t let him suffer for our sake, but decide on the first option and will revisit the decision after treatment and recovery time.
So that’s it: The Good, Bad and Uglies of yesterday. I have to hope for the best with Beau and can’t help feeling that the good outweighed the bad. Perhaps the vision of that light cover of pristine snow put me in a positive frame of mind. Whatever the reason, I have my fingers crossed that the outcome will be good.