Time heals. Pushing memories down also heals. I'm not allowing myself to look at any images of my sweet pup Lucy. Losing her was so difficult, though, that I adopted another pup that I found that looks like Lucy. We named her Zoe, and she's the biggest help to our whole family, including my dog Jackson, who was there when Lucy was taken and was quite shaken up. He's wary of the new pup but is beginning to let her play 'at' him. I'm sure they'll be best pals very soon.
Eating has been weird. I lost my appetite at first. But I tend to eat when I'm upset. So I think I might have actually gained. But I'm not going to weigh myself yet. I need to get used to my new routine. I don't think I've even exercised in two days. So today I'll try to fit it in. Maybe I'll weigh in tomorrow.
Pic of new pup Zoe attached. She's a little sweetheart.
