Rapid Fire

Today is the calm before the storm. Thursday morning, Lion has eye surgery. It’s a long surgery compared to his last two. And there will likely be some pain afterwards. In addition to taking care of him, I have to give myself a turbo boost to pack. Sunday is September 1. We get the keys to the new house. Everything is happening very quickly now.

On one hand, I need Lion to stay out of the way while I pack and move things. On the other hand, I don’t want him to stay out of the way. I want him right in the middle of things where he belongs. Obviously, not being able to see is not beneficial to being in the middle of things. It’s actually somewhat dangerous. But I still want him involved.

What I’m hoping is that Thursday’s surgery will miraculously let him see better. I know he’ll probably have blurry vision for a week or more, but I’m ready to get Lion back to normal. Not because I want to spank him again. Not because I’m tired of taking care of him. He’s my other half. I need him.

So I’m thinking of setting a deadline. By October 1st, I want Lion’s vision back and his balance back and it feels like there should be a third thing but I’ll have to come up with it later. And what happens if this deadline isn’t met? Probably nothing. It’s just a wish list after all. Maybe it’s less of a deadline and more of a goal. Of course, as Lion gets better, we can do more along the way. The rules might be back in force in a week or so.



  1. I hope your wishes come true. I also very much hope that Lion comes through the surgery and it’s a roaring success (pun intended). All the best tomorrow.

    1. Thanks, Michael. I can’t pretend that this isn’t scary for me. This surgery does scare me because the stakes are so high. Your good wishes mean a lot to me.

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