Assisted Living

by carolynholm

Assisted Living

Dear Alpha Mom,

I miss sleeping in the Pantry.

Your Best Dog,

Molly

 

Dearest Molly,

I know. It was your cave.

Love, Carolyn

 

Dear Alpha Mom,

I chose it myself.

Your Best Dog,

Molly

 

Dearest Molly,

You did. We were all impressed by that. But I’m sorry, I have to keep you where you are. Consider it your little Assisted Living apartment.

Love, Carolyn

 

Dear Alpha Mom,

Is this because I pee and poop all over the place now? I don’t do it on purpose.

Your Best Dog,

Molly

 

Dearest Molly,

I know that sweetie. It’s the indignity of growing old. Sixteen is a ripe old age! But that’s why I have to contain you in a small area covered by pee pads.

Love, Carolyn

 

Dear Alpha Mom,

Wait, they’re pee pads? I’m not supposed to poop on them?

Your Best Dog,

Molly

 

Dearest Molly,

Don’t worry about it. It’s just a name. You’re doing fine. Well, most of the time. I wish you wouldn’t step in it.

Love, Carolyn

 

Dear Alpha Mom,

Or sit in it.

Your Best Dog,

Molly

 

Dearest Molly,

I wasn’t going to mention that. But yes, that’s a mess. But it’s not your fault. Your legs have become so unreliable. It breaks my heart to see you staggering around like this. But I admire your grit.

Love, Carolyn

 

Dear Alpha Mom,

My legs have a life of their own. Hard to believe I used to be a good High Sierra hiker.

Your Best Dog,

Molly

 

Dearest Molly,

Oh you were the best! Leaping from rock to rock. Skipping across Caples Creek on a skinny log. Racing after a ground squirrel. You were an awesome athlete.

Love, Carolyn

 

Dear Alpha Mom,

The first time Poppy went to Caples Creek she fell in.

Your Best Dog,

Molly

 

Dearest Molly,

That she did. She doesn’t have your agility. You were the champ. The agile champ of the High Sierra.

Love, Carolyn

 

Dear Alpha Mom,

I still miss my cave.

Your Best Dog,

Molly

 

Dearest Molly,

I gave you a doghouse. sweetie. That’s a cave. I’m the only person I know with a doghouse in my kitchen.

Love, Carolyn

 

Dear Alpha Mom,

It’s a nice cave. Almost as nice as the Pantry. But it’s not the same.

Your Best Dog,

Molly

 

Dearest Molly,

Sometimes you have to accept change.

Love, Carolyn

 

Dear Alpha Mom,

No. I don’t think so.

Your Best Dog,

Molly

 

 

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