Hi dar,

I guess I have a good grip now. It constantly amazes me when I look back over the past two years and what a pitiful mess I became after discovering my H's A. I used to be a fairly practical, strong woman with a good head on my shoulders. My H's A stole so much from me, or perhaps I let it steal so much from me. Now I'm basically back to being the person I was, the person I had wanted to grow up to be when I was in my teens...well, most of the time, anyway. And, btw, thank you so much for saying that \:\)

My poochie is a giant, slobbery, lovable golden retriever. She's 2 yrs old but thinks she's about 6 1/2 mos old, will eat ANYTHING. She weighs close to 70 lbs and can run like a bullet. I weigh about 120 lbs and she pulls me around like a kite, and D is about 42" tall, so she's a little bit afraid of her. She's kindof neurotic too (the dog, not my D) - she freaks out if D gets ahead of us when we are going for a walk, and won't let D out of her sight. And if she sees another dog, it's pretty much game over. Oh yeah, she likes to gnaw on your hand to say hello! Fun! \:\) But she is sweet and is a total sponge for affection. She needs some serious training, which I would love to be able to give her. Maybe if my H does come through, I'll have more time, energy, attention, etc... Maybe.

Do you have a dog?

FA


What does not destroy me, makes me stronger.

FA:43, H:42
D:7
M:10 yrs, T:24 yrs
EA:?, PA:1/06
S:3/07
EA/PA ongoing
Aborted attempt to move home 07/08