moving right along

As the calendar changes, it's inevitable to think about what is next. And what has been. Maybe even ruminate a bit on what to fear, what to regret, how to change. Human stuff.

In contrast, sweet Scout had 26 teeth pulled just before the end of the year. His poor gums and teeth were rotting in his mouth. Afterwards, there was bloody drool and sad, post-anesthesia eyes, but the worst part for me was imagining that he doesn't know what happened or why. He just went to vet and woke up with a swollen, empty mouth. But he doesn't seem too bothered by the why. 

As he's healing, occasionally his tongue falls out of his mouth, his lips curl into the empty spaces in his mouth, his bark is somehow changed. Yet he moves right on. Accept and adapt. 


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