Scrapronicity 365

Wednesday, January 14

{14/365} My sweet "Golden Girl". Riley. Her nose turned pink years ago and her face turned white at a young age. She has one pink pad under her front paw and an odd black dot on her lip. She has epilepsy and takes medication (that she hates) each day. She's had two knee surgeries to repair torn ACLs and has a strange scar in her right eye. Every so often she enjoys a nice piece of cardboard...or paper towel...or plastic wrapper....or baby wipe. I've had to call poison control at least 10 times in the past 8 1/2 years. She jumps (a lot) and licks (walls and people-a lot) and barks (a lot). She spends half the day on her back, hoping for a "drive by" belly rub. All of this said, she is my fur baby, my buddy, my joy. She is the first thing I see in the morning and the last thing I see at night...and all day in between. She is loyal and protective and gentle. With both kids, those middle of the night feedings were less exhausting with Riley there to offer encouragement. When my dad died, when I was going through years of infertility treatments...she never let me cry alone. I often look at her with tears in my eyes wondering what I will do without her one day. I'll be lost and heartbroken. In the meantime, I'm so thankful that this crazy, furry creature is in my life and I show my appreciation with many of those "drive by" belly rubs!