laczi

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laczi
laczi

I haven’t written a blog in months. I don’t even want to look at when the last one was. It doesn’t even matter. I’m sitting outside. A dog rests by my chair. It’s a beagle. Her name is Loczi. She is an old lady who is currently wearing a cone. Not by choice. It’s supposed to keep her from nibbling out her stitches. She had some surgery last week. Her right knee area wasn’t connected anymore. They said it was worth fixing. I was reluctant at first. I tend to think everything is a bit of a scam. The upset of life. This dog is 14. Does she really need this knee 100%? As I sit here now with the beast I would say yes. If this surgery gives her even a another day to walk and maybe even allow some rough house, I’m all for it. Ive learned to love this dog. At first it wasn’t easy. The dog belonged to my girlfriend at the time. I felt the dog snored on purpose to keep me up. I didn’t even want the dog in the same room. I was a bad man. Now I like the dog close.

this dog has taught me to love. I have to carry her to pee and poop. It’s getting manageable. The first week was hell. But I smiled my way through it. She keeps me up at night. She wasn’t a fan of her pain meds. She would spit them out. Hold onto them for an hour hidden in a corner of her mouth. She reminded me of people in insane asylums that weren’t actually crazy and wouldn’t want to swallow the pills that kept them numb. But pill pockets were the savior. We learned to not break the pill in half. that’s what let her smell the pill which wasn’t on her list of things to eat. which now that i think about it, is the only thing this dog won’t eat. next week she gets the stitches out and loses her cone. I can’t wait. But what i did learn during this Laczi run is that I could in fact be a pretty good father. I was patient with this dog. Never raised my voice. Even when she kept me up all night before a golf day. I sucked. I blame Laczi. But truthfully, it was just my swing. In-between thoughts.

Okay. Now I will try and take a picture of the beast at my feet. She is sleeping.