Cyndi was a unique dog. Along with the helicopter tail, she would smile at you whenever you came through the door. It was hilarious! It almost looked as though she was baring her teeth, except it would totally slide into a smile. She had a really scary bark too. I always felt safe when it was just the two of us. She could even catch flies! So cool. Over the years she became my best friend. She knew all my secrets and still loved me. When I walked through the door, she always acted like I was the most important person in the world. The tail would circle and the smile would be there.
We had to put her down due to her developing cancer. The last few months she had become my full time job. She needed to be walked several times in the middle of the night and needed a lot of attention during the day. I know we made the right decision, but it still hurts. We were there holding her when she slipped away. I cried like a baby. This morning, I jumped out of bed and proceeded to go and get Cyndi's meds as I usually do. Then I remembered.
I thought her passing would be an excuse to stuff my face and eat away the pain. So far, so good. I went and exercised this morning and have pretty much stayed true to my normal eating patterns. Everyday I learn more about myself and how I handle things that life throws at me. I continue to move forward.
