I really can’t believe that its been a year since lockdowns, social distancing and mask-wearing became the norm. A year since I started Bru Diaries, a way to share with everyone what was going on here, since there was nowhere else to go. And this is probably the longest I’ve ever been in one place, I’ve barely left Bruinisse, leave alone Zeeland! Somehow though, the days go by, and luckily I’ve come to enjoy the small things, and the moments with Prune and Suzi that I’m sure I’ll look back on one day and be grateful for.
So I turn 25 in about a week, and it feels like it was so recently my 24th birthday. Where did this year go? I don’t feel that I really accomplished as much as I did in previous years, but I did get to spend a LOT of time with the hounds and the family, which is precious. And, I had a lot more time to think, and reflect, on well, just about everything.
Prune gave us all a scare last weekend. She stopped eating, even eggs, which meant something serious. She had a traumatic couple of days in and out of the vets; blood-tests, scans, injections, gross medicines. If we were distraught, little Suzi was worse. She struggled without her big sister, and knew straight away that Pruney wasn’t alright. When Prune came home in the evening, Suzi rushed to her side, put her paw on her, and spent the night and next day next to her. That’s Suzi for you. One hundred percent selfless and loyal.