There isn’t just a lump in my throat as l type this, there is a huge sob and a pile of scrunched up tissues on my desk. Here is a pic of Martha, my little friend, now with only three legs. It all doesn’t seem real, just the other day she was fine, and now after a stupid accident (this is the guilt part) with the back door shutting, the poor little love is left like this. I just couldn’t face blogging or anything else yesterday as we waited for news from the vet. Now here we are and our little pal is home, eating well and hopping around. I think she hates the plastic bucket thing on her head more than the loss of her leg.
Martha spends all day sitting by my side in HQ while l work, would you beleive it, she hopped out there as soon as we brought her home, she sat at the door waiting to be let in.
Sometimes life just deals you a rough day.