The Things We Do for Love

The Things We Do for Love

For the last four months we’ve accompanied a friend to get chemotherapy treatments. Our friend, Janna, has breast cancer – this is her second time, and while she underwent a double mastectomy, she elected for little else…and everyone seems a bit more present. Momma also looks a tiny tense. She understands what questions to ask – and she seems impatient with the doctor’s answers. “There never is one true trajectory,” momma says to me as she puts my harness and leash on as we drive to pick up Janna, on our way to our farm. After welcoming us with a big smile, Janna joins me in the back seat of our car, and she greets me with a gentle hug. Leaning in to me, she kissing me softly on my forehead, Janna says, “I’m doing it Mattie!” Janna sounds so happy. I wag my tail at Janna, who looks at my momma. Momma’s face gives nothing away, her jaw set in place – tilting my head in response, I notice that she’s making a slight clicking noise with her tongue…but she is smiling. Janna and momma seem a bit nervous but happy – so I continue to wag my tail. I’ve always liked Janna. One of my momma’s best friends, Janna has been around our house on every major holiday and this season was no different. Janna and I joined John to walk around our property and feed apples to the horses, just like we did every year. “Yup, the horses know that it’s time to settle in for the winter,” says John as Janna gently tosses fresh hay...
A New “Child” in the Neighborhood

A New “Child” in the Neighborhood

Published as a part of the “MattieDog Perspectives” series, this article share’s observations about life based on a dog’s perspective. Often joyful, whimsical, and reflective, the MattieDog Perspectives always contain a nugget or two of wisdom for you to contemplate as you travel along the journey of your life. I hope you enjoy reading “A New Child in the Neighborhood,” from the MattieDog Perspectives series. ~ Rebecca Sanchez, The Pet Lifestyle Guru, Momma and Forever Servant to MattieDog. So, the other evening my dog walker and I took a little evening jaunt through the neighborhood. It was fun. We saw a lot of new things, twinkling lights sparkled against the dark of the night. “Mattie, look at Terry’s house, they have a big Santa on their porch,” exclaimed my dog walker as we made our way towards Terry’s house aglow in warm, blinking lights. I looked up at Santa, trying to get closer to sniff his black boots. “Hi Mattie!” I hear somebody yell, happily, and the sound stops me from my boot sniffing duties. I look up. My tail starts to wag, and I’m so happy that my rump follows suit. It’s Terry, my neighbor that I usually see when he walks by my house. ‘I wonder what Santa is doing outside of Terry’s house,’ quickly passes through my mind as I scamper up the front stairs to greet Terry, and in the process I end up dragging my dog walker up to say hi to Terry too. “Come on in,” says Terry as he leans back and let’s us in his house. Terry’s house is nice, he keeps it all tidy....

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