If you were following my Tweets, Twittering, Twittered Myself messages yesterday you found out the news about my little doggy Ruby.
She's not pregnant
There I said it. It is out in the open for all to know and read about. No more second guessing. No more sitting, waiting, wishing, wondering and wanting to know. Now I know.
When I first saw the x-ray that Yooper had taken of Ruby I thought maybe he was playing a joke on me and switched a client's xray on the monitor instead of Ruby's, messing with me yet again. Nope, no joking around. Her belly was empty, except for a previous meal making its way through her small intestine.

My reaction when I viewed that image of her skeletal body? I was surprised with myself. I thought for sure I would be upset, start crying and carrying on.
Actually I was quite calm. It wasn't meant to be is what I told myself. Even though I was seeing signs not only by her behaviour but I believed there were some bodily changes as well. She just looked different to me prior to yesterday. She looked wider. Her belly felt different, seemed to hang lower to the ground. Boy she had me fooled!

It is sort of funny when I look at her today, she doesn't look pregnant like I led myself to believe before I found out the news. Even though I kept telling myself there is always that chance she may not be, I thought for sure she was. I really did.
Yet I was not as disappointed as I thought I would be when I learned she would not be having little Corgi puppies, carrying on her excellent disposition, her cuteness, and neurotic tendencies.
Sniffle, sniffle.........

When outcomes such as these arise, I've always told myself, such is life, it was not meant to be. There is always a reason for how things end up, even though we may not always know what that reason or reasons may be. It is this path of life we take. Up and down, bumps along the way, twists and turns. All we can do is keep plugging along, stay open minded, reason with those curve balls thrown at us and while we may strike out a few times, we keep walking on.
So what happens now? Do I still have plans to try again and see if Ruby will get pregnant next time? Possibly. Time will tell. Ruby will tell me. She'll let me know when she would like to hook up with Jerry Lee again. Or we'll find her another date.
I'm cool with the outcome. Truly I am. Even though these past 42 days have been a roller coaster of mind games, dreaming of puppies and how much fun it would be for my kids and how much cuteness of it all, I'm okay. I've let go of how exciting it would have been, what a blast to blog about her pregnancy, the birth, the puppies and oh the picture! Lawdy, the pictures I could have taken. Thankfully I don't have to worry about those filling and crashing my hard drive now.
I do want to thank all of you, my blogging friends, for your support, well wishes, crossing of fingers and cheering on Ruby and me during all of this. Reading your comments, suggestions and advice along the way has taught me one thing through this whole adventure. Even though I have never met any of you in person, but have only been introduced to you through this blog, I see I have some of the nicest people visiting here everyday. Thank you for stopping by, sharing my crazy life, showing your support and best of all becoming my friend!
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