I was going to blog about how I would catch the emerging bees from their nest, but I just couldn’t bring myself to blog Friday or Saturday. I promise I will blog about, but not this weekend. You see, Saturday was my dog Mindy’s 2nd birthday. For those of you who visit goodbears blog, you may know who this is. Mindy was one of my dogs, my child, my baby, that had to be put down this past June. She would have been 2 years old today, September 20. Yes…only 2 years old. I was cranky all week. I knew the day was coming up. I had warned some people. Thursday I was in the lab setting up some reactions. My phone started to vibrate. I started to cry and I ran out of the lab. I was just irritated. It had nothing to do with the call or workload for the week (which has been brutal). It was the date. My baby was not here to celebrate. She was young. Too young to go.
I slept all day Saturday after my morning errands. I could not sleep all night Friday. I was crying all night. One of our foster puppies was also waking up. None the less, I miss Mindy. I couldn’t stop thinking about her. I felt like a bee without direction. My wings were folded back, my abdomen curled in, and my antennae were down. I just wasn’t motivated.
Saturday night I went out to dinner with goodbear. Being around her always cheers me up. I didn’t tell her it was Mindy’s birthday. I just wanted to be around her. I needed to be around someone who understood me. Someone who is happy. Someone who is kind and loving. Goodbear is that person. Being around her always brings a smile. That is what I needed. After sleeping all day I just needed to smile and laugh. That’s just what we did at dinner.
I know this post has nothing to do with bees or other insects, but this is still a part of who I am. So, this post id dedicated to Mindy. A high spirited,loving girl who was a fighter to the end. Happy Birthday little girl.