One of my favorite things has been to watch Izzy sleep. She always appears so calm and content. Tonight I went to see where she was and she had gone to bed early.
I turned on the light and found her curled up.
I cried.
This reaction surprised me and caught me off guard.
Things feel different when she is sleeping now. I am not distracted by her tail wagging, her ears perking and her eyes looking up at the yummy chummies stored above the fridge.
When sleeping she appears vulnerable, innocent and unaware of what's to come.
I feel scared for her.
Writing about it brings me back to the "here and now."
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