Monday, June 4, 2012

throwing around the ball

There are days that throwing around the ball and playing house can become boring, and downright mundane. I know Amber feels this way to as she tosses me the ball and doesn't even care if I catch or not. It's downright dog gone depression and it hits every season. Amber and I become depressed at the same time. She digs her way back under the covers, and has a hard time getting out of bed, and I stand by the door gaurding her against the other puppies (chanel and kai) and Athena and Breaker. More on those guys later. I know that medications for depression are taken by her, and some think that taking pills are not good for the psychie-that if you pray more, or do more-the blues will go away. In her case, they don't. The question is why not? Greg told her she was happier now than she had ever been. Is happiness seasonal? Or is it something you only get in spurts and when it happens you just wag your tail hard, and hang on to it until it passes..