Our fluffy pumpkin is not feeling so well today. We have all rallied around her, going so far as to carry her to and from each room, make pallets in the floor with her, and just give her extra special attention.
She is part of the family.
She is 12 years old, and I always tell her that she taught me how to be a momma. Because, she did. I got up with her when she cried, snuck her into bed in the early morning hours, took sick days at work when we thought she was so sick that we did not know if she would make it, and acted like it was Christmas morning each morning when she gave me those first puppy licks, her tail wagging with excitement.
I wish that making her some soup would make her all better. It probably will not, but it will certainly warm our bellies. And, with a warm belly, we will have the energy to keep carrying her, loving her, and helping her get better. Because, she is one of us….and, we always stick together.
Recipe: Chicken Enchilada Soup