A Rough Start to 2026 and a Grateful Ending
The first day of 2026 did not start the way we expected. We were all sitting in the living room on January 1st. Calm. Quiet. Just another slow holiday morning. Then Boots lost it. He is almost fifteen now. A stubborn little doxie who has been through a lot and still thinks he is ten feet tall. One second he was fine. The next he was panicking, clawing at his mouth, eyes wide. It looked like choking. The kind that makes your stomach drop.