After driving to Austin day before yesterday for Mitzie's vet visit, I returned to San Antonio with another silver Honda trailing. Loretta, her Mouser-loving self, came down to care for Mitzie on Wednesday. Wednesday is my hellish day from which I teach 3 classes and from 1pm till 10pm. By the time I get home, it is after 10:30. Loretta came to care for Mitzie and to insure that she was fed every three hours, got her medicine on schedule, and generally was looked after like a hawk. I can never say how caring it was. I came home last night to dogs walked, fed medicated, and turkey chili and cornbread warm for my meal. I swear I need a housewife. It was so nice to know that someone was there to care for Mitz. I dont know what I would have done without her. It is hard to figure out who really is your friend, who really is there for you, no matter what. No judgment about the fact that she is a dog, no questions, just care. There are not many who just genuinely step up. In fact, sometimes those you expect to be there arent. I am blessed to know her. How lucky I was to live next door. I am so scared and sad to even think about going through this next stage of my life without Mouser. She has been there through everything. She is my angel dog. Thank you Loretta for understanding-and for loving us both.
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