Finally about the Dog

drift by) that resulted in my feeling more depressed and anxious.  So I got a puppy.  Her name is Josephine (we call her JoJo), and it is amazing how my daily life has changed.  I am up at 7 a.m. to let her out and then to feed her.  After that, she wants to have love time, when we snuggle in the bed, and I try to get some more sleep.  Next, she loves it when I get ready for the day in the bathroom.  She lies quietly in the corner and almost expects me to take a bath.   I have started taking a hot bath, and my muscles do feel better.  Then, I put her in her crate to meditate.  Somehow, I feel a need to meditate.  Before JoJo, a morning meditation was a hit-or-miss thing.  Next, I take her for a walk.  I have always resisted taking a walk, but going out with JoJo seems a pleasure.

Having this small creature as a responsibility is inspiring and makes me feel that I am not a completely lost case.  I do things that other people think are amazing (I gave a baby shower for my daughter-in-law last Sunday with over 20 people where I served High Tea).  But somehow, things like that make me feel confused and do not necessarily translate into my feeling any more worthy.  But, having this little puppy look up at me as if I am the most important thing in her life (I control the food) makes me feel needed.  Feeling needed is helping me take more control over my life.