Tyson, a blind Boxer, has become quite the unusual sage. Once abandoned, lost and emaciated, Tyson has grown fat with love, easily finding his way into the hearts of so many. I am happy to share his story, hoping that you may glean some of the joy he exudes as well as the lessons his life can teach us all.
Thursday, May 3, 2012
Determined
I managed to rediscover huge determination for Vet School buried some place deep within my soul and it needed to be dusted off. I remember that empowered feeling, and I carried it with me everywhere. That confidence was often misconstrued or misunderstood, but that's no longer an issue, because today it feels ripened and alive! I can't explain this sense of exuberance, nor should I ever apologize for it--again. Still, I'll have to take it out for a test run here as soon as possible, because there is a little guy named Tyson and now a little guy named Charlie that I have to thank. I'm yet again inspired...turns out that muses come in different sizes, hair coats and breeds. Thanks, Tyson. Thanks, Charlie. I won't let you down.
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