So I caved. Tom and I decided to go out for a movie tonight and we ended up seeing Marley & Me. I thought I could be strong and hold it together but after about 40 minutes, the tears started flowing. Big tears. I had to slump down in my seat to hide my ugly scrunched up trying-to-stop the tears face. I looked over at Tom and he wasn't faring much better (though thankfully, he doesn't scrunch up his face when he cries.)
That movie knocked us both on our asses. Especially the ending. Reminded me of saying goodbye to my childhood pet, Taffee - a 17 year old Cock-A-Poo. And then sadder still were the images that flashed through my mind of our sweet heart boy Wrigs in his golden years (hopefully many, many, many years down the line.) That's really when we both lost it. Surprisingly there was only one other couple in the theater sniffling and wiping their eyes. It wasn't a full house but it was weird to see the majority of people sitting there stoned faced, like they were watching a championship chess tournament. I remarked to Tom that maybe these people are already so depressed because of a lack of vitamin D, so a sad dog movie has zero affect on them. We convinced ourselves that maybe the stone faces never loved or owned a dog because we just couldn't imagine any pet owner sitting through this movie without showing some sort of emotion. But then again, we're all different so who knows. But I made a mental note to double up on my D pills, at least until Spring.
We had planned to go out and eat a nice meal in the city after the movie. As we headed down the escalator I asked Tom what he felt like eating for dinner. He said it didn't really matter to him then asked me what I wanted. I told him I wasn't really that hungry. Then he said the magic words, "Do you just want to go home?"
"And hug Wrigs?" he asked.
"Yes." I said, still wiping my eyes. "And Chumley too."
Then he hugged me right there on the escalator and said:
"Let's not get carried away now."
Blessings to you and to all the beautiful beasts in your lives.
Even the "Chumleys."