You know when you go to the beach and you look for all the heart shapes rocks???
I spent sometime looking for heart shaped pigment on Nuggie today… it was a great bonding experience.
#whosaidbeingsoberisboring
I love these photos, the contrast is amazing.
This is my parents cat named Orion de la noche! He was a barn rescue so he is kinda wild still but very playful.
Hello everybody, my sister and I just wanted to stop by and say hi and wish everybody a beautiful day in sobriety.
Love the “Chicklets”
We got “teethers” over here. Minnie Teethers.
I know right, @littlemisschatterbox look who came to hang out with me again today while their father ran some errands. Faith and Ellie. I’m a lucky man.
That’s a beautiful coat on him/her!
He just got groomed! he says thanks for noticing!
Let him know I’m sorry for calling him a her one bro to another sorry dude
He’s a handsome gentleman. Where’s he been?
And what’s his name?
My mobile security unit was on high alert yesterday. He can tell something is up, with all the moving boxes and mess. He gets a lil flustered with disruption of routine, just like his Dad. We’re both getting much better about that, though
He isn’t feeling well this morning. Threw up a bunch of bile. Just an upset tummy. Seems ok now, but he’s still not quite himself.
When I was a kid, if I got physically sick, hurt, or made a mess – as little kids do – my Mom would get angry with me. She was the same with our pets. She yelled at them a lot. You could actually just say she yelled a lot, period. Makes me angry to think about now. It’s why up until the past 6 months or so, my first response to getting hurt etc would be to get angry/annoyed with myself (my Dad does the same). That’s gotten so much better since I recognized it and the cycle of anger. I am intentional about being kinder to myself in those moments now.
Same for Chief. I was never hard on him like I was with myself, and never shouted at him like my Mom did to our pets when I was a kid, but I could get irritated sometimes.
But now if he gets sick, I don’t get annoyed about the mess to clean up. Fuck the mess, that’s not important. He needs me. I sit with him, comfort him, reassure him that it’s not his fault and he’s a very good boy. And if I ever have actual human children of my own, I’ll do the same. I refuse to continue that cycle.
@TMAC …what an insightful post! I read it twice to let it sink in. Agreed that yelling isn’t warranted 99% of the time. Pets or children taking off on you outside? Yes…yell. I struggle with getting easily aggravated and, boy oh boy, does my voice show it. I will focus today on minimizing my level of aggravation. You are a cool doggy Daddy for Chief. Good luck with the continued packing!
Oh yeah…and be kind to YOU today. You deserve it!