Back to reality and back to work. I wish it could be Christmas all year long, but am afraid that my waistline and liver wouldn't last!
For those that know me and Oliver, you know that we have been carrying Oliver in and outside since about September, with no ligaments in his back legs it is hard for him to go and down stairs. Which is not an easy feat when Ollie weights 100ish pounds. But we do what we have to do right, and once he is out or in, he is a very happy normal dog. Well today I am in the basement, finishing a Christmas present, and yes you heard right. It is a hand made quilt section and I am just about finished it. The giftee will get it on Friday. Anyway back to Oliver, who was outside and my partner had just come in and was going back outside, long and behold guess who was on the back porch after climbing up to stairs. Yes Mr. Ollie himself, he came in and after much thinking a little crying, both from him and me, he came up the two other stairs into the kitchen. He had only done this one other time, and fell, so never attempted it again until now. He is on recovery, makes a mess of his ears, he has allergies, but those I can clean, but I think it is really helping. I am slowly getting my Oliver back, and as he promised me he made in through to the New Year. His next promise is to make it through to, oh about 2020. That would only make him 19 years and don't even try the math to what it would make me!
It was a good day today. Thanks Ollie, I love you!