Sweet Fur Love

Turkey, please!

Dear Readers,

This was my second sober Thanksgiving, and it was a sweet treat!

I saw some of my family, who live in another state; my sister, her husband, and some of my nephews and nieces.

I love them so much.

I met and held my new great-niece, so snuggly and cute.

And then of course, there were hugs and licks from the fur friends.

Dogs are important in my family.

We grew up with them, love them, and they hold a special place in our hearts.

Dogs have helped many of us heal.

Hubs and I had a dog, named Wolf, who helped me through a tough job situation, depression, and other medical issues. I used to walk for miles with Wolf. 

Wolf and Me

Although we don't have a dog now, we will when hubs retires. 

This Thanksgiving, sober, was calm, loving and warm. I have some social anxiety, but had none this time. In the past I always felt like I had to prove something to everybody. That I had to be funny, or cute, or dressed lovely, or anything other than just myself. 

I can get hyper in social situations. Drinking helped ease some of that, but of course, I would have more and more, and then I'd get obnoxious and loud. This year, I used breathing to help calm myself down. My Loved One talked me through my fears, and had me breathe. It really helped. Then I could relax and be there for my family. Including my fur family.

With Slobber and Love On Day 453