... but sometimes life is a bit harder.
In the scheme of things, I have NOTHING to complain about. The Creative Bungalow may have its first pre-sale — to a friend who underwent her first chemo treatment just today. I've been thinking of her and am eager to read HER next blog update.
I have been able to get some quality personal sewing time in — to finish up the memory quilts I am working on for my aunt.
And I have also been able to revisit some long-abandoned UFOs that as far as I know have no negative attachments.
And this is what the last week or so has provided.
And then we had a little emergency with the new pup. It can be so hard to keep the "professional" stuff from the personal stuff sometimes. If you've taken a look at this blog during this year (and I mean calendar year) you are hopefully familiar with our dear Atlas. He is such a sweet guy! But this weekend he had a traumatic experience, as did I. At the off-leash dog park a friendly meeting turned very quickly into an aggressive battle. We don't know who started the aggression, both dogs had jaws around the other, we got in and separated them as soon as physically possible, but it was Atlas who ended up with several injuries including a severely broken leg.
And here I have to give props to the couple who was there, whose dog was also involved. They responded with heart, graciousness and helped us in the best way possible. Atlas and I had walked to the park, had no car, and my being a bit in shock they tracked down open veterinary emergency rooms on a Sunday afternoon, called ahead, and one of them drove Atlas and me to the hospital across town while the other stayed at the park in the waning light with their dog.
And after almost 2 days, MUCH stress, many calls with the vet hospital, we have dear Atlas home with all 4 limbs intact. Okay, so one is being held together with a couple of surgical pins and stuff, but that's better than many alternatives!! And here's our sweet boy back at home and resting calmly in his crate at home for the first time since we first tried crating him:
The little conehead all groggy on pain meds...
So that's the silver lining... he's home with his new family, resting "comfortably", and making no fuss about being in the crate! We're also hoping to use this opportunity to introduce the back stairwell out to the back yard (the stairwell he has not ventured on at all in the 2 months he's lived here) while we are literally carrying him down stairs for a few days to a couple of weeks.
So, while Atlas is crate-bound for a few weeks, I may be homebound during that time and have to make adjustments to my workspaces. Something tells me that there may be a sewing machine back on the dining room table before too long! If only!
Much love and peace to you all.