This is Fruitycake The Raccoon. I didn’t always have an easy road to travel on. I didn’t always know where I was going. Living on my own was tough. The seas of life were rough.
Decisions that I had to make were only for me in mind. I didn’t have anyone else to worry about. No one counted on me to make the right decisions. It was pretty lonely.
Now that I’m in a family, I see that individuals worry about each other. And I see that they make decisions for the good of each other. At least they try to.
We got news about Brickle last week that was very unexpected. We went to the vet for one reason. And then the vet person found a lump monster in his mouth. It has to be taken care of. And it can’t wait. It just can’t.
And there is no way to make the ship voyage in time if Brickle has surgery as we think.
There won’t be enough time to recover. And there is simply not enough time. Nope.
Seems to me that this was an easy decision to make. Simply put, we could put Brickle first and our trip second. Why was there so much back and forth talk about it? Because we had to change plans and tickets and lose that money stuff and worry about where we will live until the next boat trip in August? Yeah. All of that. And who cares. This is our Brickle that we are talking about.
Brickle has worked hard traveling for many, many years.
He’s helped Girl Person with the Depression Monster.
And he’s been the best brother to Digby and to me.
He more than deserves to be taken into consideration. He more than deserves to be put first. He more than deserves to be treated and cared for the way that he should be. We aren’t doing anything special. We are doing what’s right.
We still have to wait for some test results for Brickle. We won’t get those results until Friday or Monday. And then we have to schedule the surgery if we are allowed to.
We have many more decisions to make for Brickle. But the first decision was done the day the persons adopted him. They made a promise to care for him no matter what. And this is one of those no matter what’s.
We are going to keep packing and getting rid of things we don’t need. We are also going to have to pay for our little house in Italy in June and take care what we need to until then. It’s a lot. A lot.
It’s overwhelming, actually.
But a smooth ship never made a skilled sailor. When life gets rough, you get pushed to your limits. That’s for sure. But it is times like this that you show what’s important to you. Who is important to you. Grab that life vest and hold on.
You can do it. We can do it. And Brickle definitely can do it.
–Fruitycake The Raccoon
2 thoughts on “A Smooth Sea Never Made A Skilled Sailor”
I am praying that Brickle will be able to have the surgery and get that lump monster removed and that he will come out ok. After seeing the videos of the rough sea there is nothing that could make me board a ship to cross the Atlantic. I really hope you rethink your decision. Looks too dangerous. Is someone working on your Italy house to make it livable?
100% we take care of ourselves and our pups before anything. Prayers for Brickle for good test results, good surgery and recovery 🙏 ❤️🐾 Prayers for you too Fruitycake I know you are worried 🙏❤️🐾