Because yesterday's post was already quite heavy, I wanted to keep my next post a bit more cheerful. I'm afraid though, I will have to owe you that one, because today there's only one thing on my mind: Because I'm leaving to Switserland this Thursday, my dear little doggy will be leaving for his own little vacation at friends of mine.
So here's the contradiction: I thoroughly love my Brown little bear, and try to keep him close to me, every step I take. But to be honest, I'm very happy that he will be staying with these dear friends of mine for little more than a week.. Reason is, it can be very tiring to be so young and having to take care of a dog every day, day in, day out. Specially such a sweet, sensitive dog like mine. So, on the one hand I absolutely love my dog, and wouldn't want to miss him for the world! But on the other hand, It's a huge responsability to make sure he gets everything he needs and deserves. And to be completely honest, sometimes it can be a little bit too much.
My dog is my mirror. He is probably the only being on this planet who give me completely honest feedback on how I live my life. It's frustrating! But also very nice, if someone knows you so well.. I've had him for five years now, and in those five years, we have never really been seperated. I mean not like for real. Of course I've been on holidays and stuff, but never longer than two to three weeks. He has always slept in the same room as I do, and sometimes he even cuddles up beside me when I wake up. You can imagine that this cute little dog of mine knows me better than I do myself! I will give you an example:
One day, all of a sudden, I noticed that Simba was really quiet. Not just calm like usual, but really quiet. He didn't really eat much and didn't really want much attention. First I thought that maybe he was just having a bad day or I don't know.. Whatever. I started watching him a bit more closely, and it didn't change. I even took him to a vet, but she told me that there wasn't anything wrong with him. This went on and somehow I started having real trouble with my stomach. Pains, inflation, and more awkward stuff I'm not going to mention. It became so pressing that I went to see a doctor myself. You know what he told me? I was having stomach problems because of too much stress, too little sleep, not enough sports and way too much on my mind. So, I had to start walking the dog more often, eating right, doing more sports and all that. And well whatta ya know: my dog started changing too!
To make an already long story not too much longer, I finally saw the light and realised that my little monster knew way before I did that I wasn't happy and didn't take Good enough care of myself. Recognize this?
Anyway, tonight, in a few minutes, my friends will be here to pick him up. Hè will stay there for app. 10 days while I am off on holiday.. And even though I love not having to get up early in the morning to walk mr. simba for the next ten days, I somehow can't help feeling à bit miserable for leaving him behind and giving him away to the caring hands of others..
Unbelievable how two strong feelings can contradict inside you like this.
Freedom versus responsability and love
I'm lucky, I get to have both;)
Dear friends, I will now spend these few last minutes on telling my puppy to be Good, not eat catpoo and so on, and will keep you guys posted..
Watch out for my stories on Suisse as of Thursday!!
S.Y.K.
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