Our great dane is normally very well behaved (compared to the boxer anyway) untill we go away on vacations. First time we left her she pulled sandles out of the suitcase and ate them, she has tried to eat our bed and nightstand, and now ate the bathroom. She was a rescue dog, had been abused, so I think she has some seperation anxiety. I'll have to pull her cage out of the garage next time. :sad2:
Never made it to Lowes. It was a rainy, lazy day. Which was good, we need that sometimes.
Ya know Sip.....I am positive that both you and your wife did the very best that you could. I can't even imagine what a challenge it was to get through each day. No one has a crystal ball and it is always easy to look back and see how you could have handled things differently. Woulda..coulda...shoulda, can't change things now and you made the decisions with love. Maybe your wife wasn't ready to go back to work until now. Everybody heals at different rates and in different ways. Keith has kept me updated on your situation (I'm not completely outta the loop even though I don't participate on the other site anymore). I know you have had an incredibly hard time. You are a remarkable man who has done everything for his wife that you could possible do. You are allowed to give yourself a break. Thank goodness you have each other. You have alot of people, closeby and internet friends who care about you and have been praying for you. I've seen the pictures showing the joy your son took in your tank. I'm sure you have a beautiful soul, enjoying your reef with you. Your doing a great job.
Sorry, didn't mean to get so far of topic.