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Cuteness overload

It was a gloomy day and I felt under the weather a bit. A headache settled in, I had alternating hot and cold flashes, pressure made itself noticeable in the chest area (heart – always scary), and the overall feel was kinda blah. Nothing too serious and perhaps just tiredness, but it’s incredible how the mind wanders, traveling down the path of Covid, right away putting doubts into your head, assuming the worst. Luckily I can recognize these attacks most of the time and hold fear at bay from taking over. With my increased focus on getting back on track, I wasn’t too terribly worried about and it’s only been one day that I focused on my increased water intake. If I just stay the course….keep the thoughts under control….not think too much….I knew things would be ok.

A storm was moving in, bringing rain to the Valley floor and much needed snow to the mountains. It hadn’t been much of a winter so far and temps were forecasted to be in the 50’s for the upcoming week. I didn’t mind, but of course it wasn’t the best news for water reserves and lake levels. Anyhow, it was the perfect day to follow up on a few things, ponder moves and possibilities, reminisce, perhaps craft a little bit, work on the Etsy shop and get a cuddle in with the fur child.

The spoiled bundle sleeps in bed with me more time then none overnight, and yeah I caved and invited her in, while accepting to wake up in question Mark position. Mind you she is over 30 lbs now and she wants to be soooo close. It’s usually me finding a way to cradle and wrap my limbs around her body wherever she plops herself down, which by the way is usually the middle of the bed. No, she is not dumb haha.

We have a vet visit next week to conduct some allergy testing and hopefully address and pinpoint a few balding spots on her fur. She had a faint one in the face when I got her and two more developed, on her back and leg. 😞 It’s been worrisome for this fur mama who of course wants the best for her child. What was believed to be a reaction from a difficult first couple of months, worms in her stool that was treated with a dewormer, to a fungal or bacterial infection-treating the spots with anti fungal cream, relocation to a different state and potential environmental allergies, to stress, a new home (again), food allergies and finally finding a food we like that is healthy and good, (after cycling through 4 others). It been a lot, but mostly for me I think. Overall she is a happy pup and a most grateful angel. There are no signs of her life quality being affected in any way, besides the occasional scratching and licking that has slowed dramatically with the new food. I think she had a few hot spots and licked it scratching the hair right off. I haven’t noticed much anymore unless it’s at night, another reason she was allowed into bed, as I would wake up if she did. My fingers are crossed that the hair will grow back and that this will be behind us soon. It’s time to find out what I’m dealing with here and get some answers. I hope it goes well. Further concerns are that we still find other dogs and other humans a little sketchy and growl or even bark at them. It’s hard to associate her with Covid, so I have my fingers crossed all goes good. But just look at this cuteness. 🤗💙🐕


Who am I, and why I write. I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. I am the one, holding on to the silver lining when the skies are gray. I’m a believer that nothing is coincidence, but that everything has purpose. I’ve made my mistakes, don’t we all, but I see them as growing pains and they are a part of who I am today. I have lost myself in order to find myself, and I still do from time to time, but in a good way. I’m a big child who laughs until my belly hurts when life wants to be serious. Career wise: I’ve been there, done that, and I took “The jump” off the hamster wheel in an effort to change my future. I didn’t land all that soft, but I can say that I’m still proud to have found the courage to do it. Coming full circle, I had it all, and yet I was lonely and had nothing. Today I choose to be a collector of moments and I chase memories, instead of the material stuff. Less is more, and the motto is quality over quantity. You’d be amazed at how freeing it can be. I see myself as a free spirit that believes in an unconventional lifestyle. Somehow I go against the grain most of the times, not to rebel, but because it feels right to stay true to my unique and authentic self. It takes courage, and you often stand alone, but if you dare, you soon realize that it is the only way if you don’t want to lose who you are. Just like most, my past wasn’t easy and I come from a life that didn’t always give me the opportunity to be heard. Few related and even fewer cared to take the time. But that’s the past and it’s history, the future hasn’t happened and the “NOW” is truly all we ever have. In the end we all have a story to tell, and we all seek to be understood. We all yearn to be heard and accepted and still life is hard and our path is full of stumbling blocks. If we can see the lessons in adversity we may realize that the toughest moments are often our greatest teachers. There is a reason for the saying that the stars can’t shine without darkness, and it might be darkness that will show you the light.
It took a series of (un)fortunate events, to learn to glow through the pain, to learn how to dance in the rain. I believe in Magic and wonder, and the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. As an empath this old soul often feels a little too much, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Today, I am here to tell my story because I believe that it can help others. It is my hope to bring inspiration and strengths to you, while showing you that it can be done. I know you are out there, and I know you are suffering in silence. I am here to tell you that you are not alone, and your voice is being heard loud and clear. Hang on and be strong, transformation is yours. 
In light and love....Rhapsody Bohème 💙🦋

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