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11/25/2002: "Winter Comes To Northern Indiana - Sort Of"
It had to happen someday… sigh. While I realize Indy - especially Indy, coming from the Upper Peninsula of Michigan and all - and Ami don’t call THIS winter. It’s more than enough for ME however. Temps were only barely below freezing, but we got a light coating of snow overnight - the first so far.
Judging by the way Indy and Ami were ripping around before breakfast, I guess they were enjoying themselves immensely. I was watching them tear around as I was getting their morning alfalfa cube/applesauce mash ready. I’m sure Mr. Indy will like it a lot better when the snow is several inches deep - we don’t get FEET here!!! - but he was having a fine time anyway, and so was Ms Ami.
Ami never seemed to like the deep snow as well as DJ though, and I think Indy is going to be DJ-like in this regard, (surprise, surprise) because I have a picture that Brenda gave me of Indy as a yearling RIPPING through deep snow, obviously having a blast. I suppose he’s out there right now doing a “Snow Dance.” Well, as long as THEY enjoy it…
Actually, it was wonderful to see Ami cantering sound barefoot on the hard ground. It’s been a long, hard battle - and of course, it will never be completely over - but it was worth it all to see just this one morning’s romp.
To be honest, I’m not doing well this “Holiday Season.” If I could, I think I’d just hibernate until it was all over. It was bad enough last year, with DJ so sick and all, but this year I feel even less like celebrating anything. It’s only been a few months since I lost both DJ and Nicky, and I do NOT look forward to Christmas without them. I’m trying to think of it as the first Christmas WITH Indy instead of the first Christmas WITHOUT DJ and Nicky, but… I’ll just get through it the best I can and hope I feel a little better next year. The stress of losing DJ AND Nicky plus having Indy spend four weeks in the hospital with his life in the balance while we waited and HOPED the IV antibiotics would kill the infection in those deep, unreachable abscesses has left me so emotionally fragile that I feel barely in control. Some days are fairly okay, but other days I feel as if I’ve fallen into a Black Hole.
Still, Indy beat the odds, Ami is sound, and I got to watch them play in the snow this morning out my kitchen window. What more could ANYONE ask? Happy Holidays, everyone :o)
