I had the day off yesterday and several things on my to-do list, but I took some time to play with Phoebe outside, and practice some manual focusing with my camera.
Carl thought about playing too, but she decided to be angry and sneaky instead.
With Phoebe's seizures, I've been very worried about her lately. Even though my wonderful vet assures me that epilepsy has not been shown to shorten lifespan, I still can't help but worry sometimes about how long she'll be with us. She's only 5 this summer, but I want her to be able to stay with me as long as possible.
She's been acting different lately- going into her "safe place" more often to sleep at night instead of sleeping in the bed cuddled next to me. For anyone who knows anything about Phoebe, this is odd behavior for her. She is usually attached to me 24 hours/day when I am home. As much as I miss her and wish that being with me was always her "safe place", I have learned not to force her and to just let her be.
Thank goodness, as soon as the sun comes up she is attached to me like old times. It makes me so happy to see her having fun and playing. One of her favorite things to do is enjoy the weather. In the Fall, she loves to sit outside and let her hair blow in the wind. When it's sunny out, you will find her bathing in it, like so.
I think I need to take a lesson from her, and just soak it up. Enjoy her while I have her, and try not to worry so much. Just live in the moment, and don't worry about when the moment will end. That is true for everything in life, really.
My Granny scared us all a bit this weekend, as well. She has such a carefree, positive spirit that I hope with some rest, a few medication changes, and some prayers, she'll be back to normal in no time.