The life of two

The life of two

Ten-months ago my life forever changed when a little lost and scarred puppy captured my heart. I still remember that day like it was yesterday.

Lucy has been such a blessing, an incredible addition to our little family.

January 9, 2015

January 9, 2015

It’s true, the love and compassion from a dog is like no other. I have received so much comfort and pure happiness from this little nine-pound dog over the past several months.

Every day, Lucy does something that has both Jason and I laughing uncontrollably. The way she plays, sits and stares at you with those beautiful calming eyes, or her cute little quirks, always puts a smile on my face.

The time we spend together away from the house, or even in the backyard, are by far my favorite. Lucy has such an incredible amount of energy that unfolds as soon as you take her off her leash in the backyard. The explosion of speed is hilarious to watch.

January 10, 2015

January 10, 2015

This little puppy has helped in giving me the confidence to go running the Greenbelt path, both with her and now on my own. There’s a certain kind of comfort you feel knowing a dog is with you, no matter how small. She helped in carrying us to new distances while both of us enjoyed the fresh outdoor air. Now, when I know I want to run longer distances, I put on my running gear and head to the Greenbelt.

Lucy has also helped me appreciate the outdoors on yet another level. That appreciation becomes wrapped up in her excitement as soon as we reach a familiar place, the parking lot and then the path. Her curiosity always makes me smile.

When she was three-months old, Lucy also got the taste of going hiking for the first time. She was eager to lead us along the path and find new smells at the bottom of a waterfall that kept her entertained for quite some time.

This little puppy of mine . . .

We are inseparable during the day, yes the beauty of working from home. Lucy always has me within view. In other words, she is either cuddled behind my desk chair, or on my lap snuggled in a ball.

My recent trip to Fort Myers was the first time we were a part since we officially adopted her. The welcome home I received left me speechless with a big ol goofy smile on my face.

There was one point when I sat on the couch and she was instantly on my chest looking me straight in the eye. We both fell asleep on the couch after our reunion. Lucy laid across my neck daring me to leave as we both fell deep asleep.

I love the time we share together. I love how affectionate she is and how eager she is to be in my presence. My favorite part of the day is when we both relax at the end of the night with her cuddled on my lap.

Jason told me the other night that Lucy will never forget that I saved her, which is why she always has to be close by. That comment almost sparked a stream of tears. I think we saved each other. She filled a gap I didn’t know existed.

Although I do not know her history, according to the vet, she will turn a year old on Jan. 21.

I will leave you with this . . . an excerpt from the book I began writing late last year . . .


Jocelyn woke to Oliver’s worried voice asking for her help one brisk Monday morning.

After slowly yawning off the grogginess, she reluctantly climbed out of bed and put on a sweatshirt before heading downstairs to meet Oliver  on the  front porch.

She had no idea the life of two was going to change that day.


Mood changer

Last night was a perfect ending to a frustrating day . . .

The perfect ending was because of this man who has my best interest at heart all the time. It’s truly a beautiful feeling, an overwhelming feeling, to know and feel how much someone cares and loves you.

Every day Jason shows me that he is the right man for me. He’s my present and future, he’s my everything. I look into our future and I see us growing old together in a beautiful life that we create for one another.

Yesterday when Jason got home from work he sensed there was something wrong, which started a conversation that allowed me to let out my frustrations. As the conversation continued I started to feel a little better.

This man is my rock, my sounding board, my clear skies when I see gray, my strength when I struggle with my own . . .  well he’s just the very best part of me.

When he told me to go for a run and let go of those frustrations, it once again showed how well he knows me.

I was determined to change my attitude. So, as I walked into the gym — by this hour it was too hot outside and I didn’t want to overheat both Lucy, my puppy, and I — my determination set in. I got onto the treadmill and turned on Pandora . . . I was ready.

It’s this time, this me time, that I was able to clarify my thoughts and put them back in order once again. I get discouraged when my thoughts get out of whack, when the frustration builds, because it puts me in funk. As I refocused, I started feeling better.

It’s true running is the best therapy for me. There’s something about exercising and pushing myself that lifts my mood and makes the worries go away. The best part about this run yesterday was I beat my run from the day before by 14 seconds. That felt incredible.

It seems when my frustration is at its peak, my performance is as well.

When I left the gym I felt like a new person. I walked through the door with a smile on my face because all my worries were left at the treadmill. This of course put Jason in a good mood because we feed off of each other’s energy. When he knows I’m feeling good, his smile is beautiful.

The laughter and good times filled our house once again and continued throughout the night. Even Lucy joined in on our fun as she played with Jason and went crazy running around the living room.

Our crazy little home is all I need . . . especially with Jason by my side.

Sometimes the hardest thing to do is let things go and let them be. I struggle with this from time to time.

It’s truly a blessing that I have the opportunity to work out of my home and make my own hours while contributing my work to numerous newspaper and magazine publications. With that said, it’s a struggle to find the equal balance of time in and out of my office. I often find out that I need a break from writing after I reached my breaking point.

This morning started off a little rough, but with the right attitude . . .

I put on my running gear, ready to take Lucy and I to the Greenbelt for a morning run, but those plans drastically changed. I hope by the end of the day I can go for my run, hopefully that run will be with Lucy.

In the clear

20140619_222147This morning Lucy and I went back to Banfield for her one week check-up after her surgery.

She’s starting to know my routine. As soon as Lucy sees me grab my purse her nervousness begins.

Is she staying or going?

When I scooped her up the shaking continued. I hope one day this little nervous puppy settles down. It breaks my heart that she gets like this. But I guess that’s what happens when I am home with her every day, most of the time all day long.

As we got situated in the car, she settled down a little bit. I have to say she’s getting better at riding in the car with me.

This brief settling down quickly changed as we walked through the doors of PetSmart and towards the back where Banfield is located.

The shaking became extreme. Yep, this little puppy remembered what happened a week ago. Lucy even began crying a little.

The nurse at the front desk weighed her before we were taken to one of the exam rooms. She lost a pound since last week.

Lucy really did not want anything to do with the floor this time. Usually she likes to sniff around the room. Every time I put her on the floor she came right back to me. So, her and I waited on the bench, yep with her sitting pretty in my lap.

Although I was able to calm the shaking, it started right back up when the nurse walked into the room and then the vet a little while later.

I love the vet we saw today. Her personality is huge and she treats Lucy the same way I do. When she told me “Lucy’s stomach looks beautiful” I kissed Lucy on the head and said “yeah we can go back to normal.”

The vet told me I took really good care of her. That was music to my ears. It was hard trying to keep a 5-month old puppy from running, jumping and playing, especially with two cats in the house that like to run and play themselves.

Jason put up so many barricades throughout the house, which can now be taken down. Thank goodness. I have some nice bruises from our week of barriades. It’s hard climbing a gate when it is blocking the entrance to the top or the bottom of the stairs. The location changed from day to night.

As soon as we walked through the door the gate came down and Lucy ran up the stairs with me. Yeah, no more carrying her!

Now I no longer have to say “no” to every single thing she does. Yes, now she can do all the things a puppy should be able to do like run crazy while having fun playing. This I know Jason will be looking forward to tonight. They always play towards the end of the night when she gets a blast of energy. Or when Jason comes home from work she goes running towards him full speed while running in circles once she reaches his feet.

As soon as we walked out the door of Petsmart, Lucy was back to her old self again.

Best part is I don’t have to take her back to the vet until October. We have a healthy puppy that is now spayed, chipped and up-to-date with all of her shots. The only thing I have to worry about every month is picking up her flea, tick and worm medicine.

AND . . . . we can now head back to the Kingsport Greenbelt for our morning runs. I really missed getting that 30-minutes of fresh air a few times a week.

Life will now become normal again . . .