One small bit of light coming into the
family room and Walter found it.
I've been making different toys for him
to keep him busy. He loves the
knotted rope ones the best.
Poor little guy has no dog friends and no
other human in his life. We'll need lots
of socialization weeks? months? from now.
His ongoing habit of climbing up my chest
to perch like a parrot on my shoulder
is problematic. At 6 weeks he fit fairly well.
At 13 weeks he balances on both shoulders,
curved around my neck
digging in so as not to fall, while trying
to chew hair and lick everywhere.
Often I end up with a tiny butt in my face.
Very bad parenting on my part I know,
but he leaps up so fast and it is hilarious.
The days roll by while
working to keep the fears at bay.
Neighbors picked up antibiotic prescriptions;
yep, another bronchial infection,
and also found me laundry
detergent which is scarce on line.
Grocery delivery is working pretty well.
Sooo much texting to kids and friends.
I drive to the mailbox up the street at night,
almost always in pjs.
I don't have to carry O/2 tank that way
and it gives my car a
little engine time each week.
This next week I may take a drive to see
what it feels like out there. I have no point
of reference other than tv images.
I'm searching for every ray of sunshine I can find.
Stay safe
Z