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Saturday, December 20, 2003 Trust me, it's not for lack of trying or thinking about Cookie, but writing in this blog has been really hard lately. There's so much I know I need to do for the holidays, but I'm really not so much in the holiday spirit. Every year, I buy a tree and decorate my apartment for Christmas no matter how stressed out I am or what the other circumstances in my life are. Lately though, I've even tried to force myself in to the spirit and just can't. I know that I just can't seem to get myself into the holiday season becuase I don't have Cookie around. It's funny because I used to get excited about the holidays not even so much for myself, but for Cookie. I know, she's a dog and couldn't tell mistletoe from a Christmas tree, but I used to anticipate the season and be grateful that I had someone like Cookie to share it with. Each year, I would go to Target, buy a cheap, but nice tree and come home and decorate it. I would tell Cookie all about the process of finding the right tree and then I would let her lie on the couch or her special chair while I decorated the tree and we'd listen to Christmas music. Honestly, next to falling alseep on a lazy weekend afternoon together, decorating for the holidays was my second favorite thing to do with her, and I looked forward to it every year. I had no idea that last year was going to be our last Christmas together. It's too bad Cookie didn't understand the holidays as I did. I bought her a few presents (like new bones or treats) and then of course Santa would surprise her with a bigger gift like a new collar or leash. Unfortunately, she didn't seem very phased by the present from Santa and was as piggy as usual when it came to the treats. I would give her canned dog food for a week to celebrate too -- she always liked that. It just doesn't seem fair that she's not around anymore. People can tell me that her spirit is around and while that's all fine and good, it's not the same. I want to hold her and feel her irregular heart beat. I want to smell the fresh scent of a newly washed dog. I want to wake up in the morning and see that Cookie had made her way from the foot of the bed to my pillow snoring quietly next to me. That's all I want for Christmas, just a moment or two with Cookie, the way it used to be. posted by lisa | linkorama | |
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