It's been a hard week in many ways. On Saturday, I drove home from a hair appointment through flooded roads, heavy rain, and booming thunder. Minutes after I got home, a huge crack of lightning lit of the sky just outside my kitchen window. I later figured out that many of our circuit breakers had been tripped, the air conditioning was off, and several appliances weren't working. After visits by the cable company, the electric company, and the gas company (did I mention the strong smell of gas in the house?), it was determined that we most likely had a near lightning strike that had traveled into the house through either the phone lines or the plumbing. Just about every piece of electronic equipment that was plugged in was fried. The TV's, the cordless phones, an Xbox, phone chargers, the digital display on the refrigerator, the treadmill, every fluorescent light, and the circuit board that runs the air conditioner were all casualties. I've suffered through the heat of August in south Louisiana, watched water pour out of a light fixture in the ceiling, and probably swallowed countless lovebugs in my sleep. But, none of that compares to the pain I've felt since 6:00 this morning.
|Brandi with her new red boots.|
|Caught red-handed after digging a hole under the deck.|
|My sleeping beauty.|
I've come to terms with the decision, though--as much as you can ever come to terms with something like that. I don't know exactly when it will happen, but I trust that it will happen when it's supposed to. Apparently, I still have some lessons to learn from Brandi.
|Brandi loves going to the park.|
Update: Brandi made it clear to me the day after posting this entry that she could no longer fight against the ravages of time and the weakness of her body. At around 4:00pm on Thursday, August 23, 2012, I was at her side when she left her physical vessel. As a testament to the kind of dog she was and the effect that she had on people, the veterinarian was crying as she administered the injection and hugged me tightly afterward. I will forever be grateful that Brandi came into my life and was with me for her final years. I miss her strong personality and her sweet face. I miss her gentle, sideways kisses and her less-than-subtle begging. I miss Brandi and everything about her, and I will never forget her.