dog is my co-pilot

It was good to have a couple of days off, and to not focus on work.
And Palm Springs is not exactly a terrible place to spend a few days.

The thing is, I didn't really want to take off and leave my dog India behind, because she's having surgery tomorrow (Monday) and I just wanted to spend time with her.

Probably it is silly to be so attached to a pet, but I can't help it. India has been my rock - the one constant in my life during the recent chaotic years.

During this time, my little sister died suddenly. I lost my job. I broke up with my fiance after he descended into the hell of drug addiction. I moved out of the house we shared into my first solo house. And then I watched my dad's slow death from cancer.

This isn't meant to be a pity party, as things have been blessedly calm for a while, and I feel optimistic and excited about the next chapter of my life. The point is that I kept getting knocked off my feet by the events in my life. There were days when I was not sure how, or even if, I could carry on. And many, many times when the only thing that got me through was the gentle presence and companionship of India.

I don't know what I would have done without her. She has been such a loyal and loving friend to me.

And so, although I know this surgery is the right thing to do, and that she needs it to be able to walk on all 4 legs again, I'm scared to bring her to the vet in the morning.

Please pray for India's safety (and my sanity) tomorrow.