This picture is from a few weeks ago.
We were cooking chicken gizzards to add to Bartles' food and he waltzed into the kitchen and tried to get past Yangkyu's legs to his bed near the window (he always chooses the hard route), but then I think he thought maybe resting here was a better idea and he slowly slid down into this pose and stayed there a bit.
We're almost hitting the 3 month mark since Bartles came home to us. I have to be completely honest and tell you that our bonding process took a little while to form. It's not that I don't care about Bartles or don't think of him as family but I think my heart was all about getting Bartles healthier. More of a caretaker role. But that is slowly changing.
I think it began when I had to leave him at the vet's office for his ACTH stim test and I ended up bawling because I was afraid he would think that we didn't want him anymore. Just a couple of days later we had our little moment in the kitchen and then when guest dogs snapped at Bartles (not in an aggressive way) my heart just wanted to protect him in case he had his feelings hurt. He was always our Bartles, but lately he really became our Bartles. ***For those who can read in-between the lines and can tell the difference between the first our and the second our (aside from the fact that the second our is in bold, italics and underlined), we are on the same wavelength and I am so glad we speak and understand this weird unspoken language.***
With Piri, he was always in our narrative. Even when Yangkyu and I talked about getting old and retiring, Piri was always there (we joked that he would be a zombie dog by then).
Just yesterday as I was researching places to stay and visit in Jeju Island for our Korea trip I texted Yangkyu to let him know that I wanted to live there. I'll operate an AirBnB and Yangkyu can work in Seoul and come home to Jeju during the weekends (I don't know why I thought that there might not be a lot of jobs for software developers on the island - perhaps I am wrong).
He texted back and asked, "what if there are things that scare you while you are alone?" I immediately replied back and said, "Bartles will protect me. He'll stare at them with his Bartles fight stare." Yangkyu wrote back, "Let's fight." That was him speaking as if he were Bartles (yes, we are those crazy people who give human voices to our dogs). Yangkyu came up with it just a few days after Bartles came home and it's stuck ever since. We both shared laughing emojis to end our conversation (I laughed out loud too) and it hit me. Yes, Bartles is our Bartles. He's now really in our narrative.
I have to tell you, these moments, these feels, they are everything.
Have a wonderful weekend everybody.
I plan on getting pampered on Saturday (eye lash extensions! I had them done in NY a few years ago and never again, but I've been obsessing over eyes - I can talk more about this in a later post - lately and so I made an appointment for Saturday) and then swinging by our friends' house because they made a little something for Bartles for his birthday. Isn't he a lucky guy!