our amazing child

It’s November 1st, so that means I am writing about Tasha. It was on 1 November, All Saints’ Day, 2005 that we brought Tasha home from the shelter. The vet told us at the time that she was about a year-and-a-half, so that makes her 13 ½ now.

She is still as active as ever. Sometimes she has a bit of a problem jumping up on the bed in the evening, but otherwise she hasn’t really slowed down at all. She insists on her walks twice a day and all other aspects of her routine are important. She has to have her canned food at 7:00 in the morning when the light in the great room goes on. She needs her dry food about 7:30 when we generally get up, as well as in the evening at around 5:20. It’s important that I head into the kitchen to fix dinner about 6:30 and that we go into the bedroom and put our feet up on the bed right after dinner (where we read the paper and our books). That’s when she has to have her chew.

She is our amazing child and a central part of our lives.