What a year?! Last June (2016), Nora started breathing
like Darth Vader. (I'm a big Star Wars fan. If I had the force I could get to
my food without opposable thumbs.) Anyway, long story short, she was very sick.
Besides worrying about her, I really felt for her. I know what it's like to
have to go in the car week after week. I hate the box. Nora's smaller, so it's
not as bad, but it's still no fun. I get really worried when she doesn't come
home overnight. I may pick on her. She is my sister after all, but what would I
do without her. By July it was a lot better, but she still had to go to the
hospital once a month for the whole year. She also had to take a pill every day.
I don't mind that. They always put it inside a treat, and I hardly notice it,
but Nora just eats around the pill. Jen has to give it to her every day. They
both hate it. On the plus side, Jen feels bad and gives Nora treats. When I'm
standing there, Jen feels guilty and gives me treats too! It's a pretty good
deal as long as Nora stays healthy.
Kids were gone for the summer. I miss them lots,
but I also like the quiet. I don't have to worry about switching beds regularly
so no one feels slighted. Jen doesn't mind when I lie across her. I like
sleeping with her best. She cuddles without complaining. Then, in August, Jen
went away. It was really too quiet, and there were fewer treats and table
scraps. After a little time, Sean put both Nora and me in the car for a really,
really, really, really, really long ride. It felt like it would never end. Sean
opened the boxes, but I just hunkered down in a corner wishing it was over.
Nora sat right in Sean's lap. She's a lot braver than me.
When it finally did, there was Jen! I was pretty
pissed about the ride, so I hid under the bed to make them feel bad. After they
were asleep, I lay down across Jen's legs. No point in me feeling bad. The room
we were in was really small! There were great places I could jump, and I
figured out how to get to Nora's food. That was pretty cool until I ate so much
my stomach hurt, and I threw up all around the room. Then I did feel guilty,
especially since Jen and Sean stopped leaving Nora as much food as she wanted
after that. Sad.
After a couple of weeks Jen put us
back in our boxes, then in the car. Another ride! It was awful. This time there
were bags in the back. Nora perched right on top where she could look out the
window. I can't understand how she can do that! The word moves by so fast. How
does it do that? Jen held me for a little while, then I curled up at her feet.
After forever, she picked me up. I looked out the side window. There were a lot
of stores and lights. Things moved a little slower, but I don't think the
outside world should move at all. Thank God we were home. I didn't know if we'd
ever be home again. It was so good to have Jen and Sean back in our house and
in our big bed. I snuggled right between them. That's how life should be.
This week everyone started packing again. It was
mostly Jesse's stuff. Last time they did that he went away for a long time. I
don't like that. Why do people travel so much. Don't they appreciate the
wonderful house we have where we can all be together.
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