Leah is surprisingly patient with the whole thing. Mostly she sleeps. She gets restless sometimes and barks a little. Maybe her tummy hurts. For the most part, though, she just waits it out.
This morning, after our walk, we played ball in the sunshine. Leah loves to play ball and will play endlessly if she has a willing partner.
Cheyenne loves to play, too. She is better at the fetching part than Leah and brings the ball right back to me for another throw.
Leah brings it within about three feet, then snaps at it until I walk over and throw or kick it again.
But Leah really gets into nabbing the ball. She shakes it so hard it's a wonder she doesn't hurt herself! And she'll do it over and over again as long as I'm willing to play. The following photos took place within about two seconds...or less!
I'm thinking there are some lessons for me here. This 50-something season of life I'm in has me bewildered. Some days I think it will just about to do me in. And it's doubling frustrating that I don't get any choice about going through it and there's not a whole lot I can do to change it. Kind of like Leah in her season. Maybe I need to follow her example:
Get plenty of exercise,
get plenty of rest,
use plenty of patience,
and approach life with gusto!
And remember that this, too, shall pass.