Worries

It is no secret that I am a worrier. I worry about finances. I worry about the economy. I worry about my son and Joy. I worry about all sorts of things. Right now, I am worried about two of my sweet pets. My cat, Smokey, has been sick for a couple of days. Very sick. I am taking him to the vet today. Hopefully just a UTI, but it could be a host of other things, according to VetMD on the web. My other worry is about my Max dog. He is getting old. An official senior citizen. He has hip displaysia, which makes it harder for him to get around. Last night was a good night for him. I got his food dish, with his special food, and he was RUNNING in circles, waiting for me to set it down! It was so good to see him act like a puppy again. I would do anything if I could turn back time, and bring his puppyhood years back again....Not possible, so the best I can do is try to make him as comfortable as possible. I try to give him small pleasures that he can enjoy. I do know he loves having his food bowl brought to him so he can eat laying down on his bed. I dread the day when the time comes to make the hard decision that the pain is too great for him to bear. Max and I have talked about it, and he promised to let me know when it is time....That day will change me forever and ever. Until then, I will love him with all my heart....sweetly, gently, and with great tenderness....