Twenty Six Days at the Beach in Winter: I Surrender!

I never should have written my blog entry this morning, because when I opened up to my feelings of frustration and defeat, I have been crying ever since.

I had put out a note to one of my neighbors to ask for help in walking Evie two days ago, but it didn't pan out. And then I phoned my husband this morning before he left for work to talk about my options, but he didn't answer.

And so, I sat outside with Evie, staking her wire lead into the ground and tried to relax.

Then Evie began eating my rug.

Then she tried to dig up the stake.

Then a neighbor walked by and I asked her to sit down with me, but Evie began jumping on her and driving her back in her chair.

Then, I started to cry as I told my friend that I didn't think I could manage my dog with my hurting back.

"Let me take her for a walk!" She said as she put Evie on a leash and headed down the street. Evie jumped up and tangled and dangled at her side.

"I'm taking this dog down to my strong husband who will get her in line!" And off they went as I received a text from my husband, "Do you need me to come down and get you?

So, while they were away, I called Jim and discussed our options. We finally settled on his driving here with our daughter tomorrow (Saturday) while I slowly packed up my campsite today.

He called our daughter at home and she quickly texted, "I think we should pick you up now!" And they both cancelled their plans for today and are driving the 3-4 hours to bring me and Evie home.

Not long after this, I looked up and saw my friend Bob riding by on his bicycle, his dog Lily...and Evie, who was wearing a pink harness, trotting at his side.

And then my neighbor with the Great Pyrenees walked up ...she had moved to a different campsite further away and was actually here an extra day due to a repair they needed for their RV... Anyway, she was carrying a "Thunder Harness" that someone had given to her in her own time of distress that will prevent pulling by getting tighter around the ribcage when the dog pulls...she gave it to me and said we could keep it to try on our walks at home.

And so, with help coming for me from seemingly every direction, I will finish this last entry, take another Vicodin, and lie down and wait for my husband and daughter to arrive.

With love and in tears of relief and gratitude,

Ronda

Location:Ocean Hwy,Murrells Inlet,United States