Sometimes it’s hard to ask for help. We think we can go it alone. For a while, maybe we do. But things have a way of snowballing and getting beyond our control.
Maybe it’s work or health. Maybe it’s family or life in general.
You don’t want to, but you realize you need help. You try to keep on keeping on and you
I know how it feels. I’ve been there too often.
Just bite the frog and do it. Ask for help. Generally, people want to help. They want to support you in what you do.
The other day, I gave a semi-tongue-in-cheek post about my 4-legged assistants. The fact is, I get a lot of help from family and friends. Especially my parents. There are a lot of things about my situation that I’m not going to get into, but because of their help, things are better than they were this time last year.
Who has been your biggest help?
We all have assistants of one variation or another. Today I want to tell you about my furry assistants.
Ellie and Gabby.
Ellie (pictured) is a shih-tzu/American Standard Terrier mix. She came to live with us in August after Zack crossed the Rainbow Bridge. Gabby is a black and white shih-tzu.
Ellie has an under bite that, according to one of my nieces, looks like she’s smiling all the time “but it’s kinda creepy too.” She’s a good guard dog and she’s really energetic. She’s around a year old.
Gabby is appropriately named. She’s a barker. She loves kids and is quite excitable. She can also be laid back and quiet. We don’t have to wonder if our doorbell works or not because she’ll let us know if anyone is there.
When I want to get any work done, I have to give them both plenty of attention before I get started. They also make sure I take plenty of breaks. Especially Gabby.
I have some people who help me out too. I’ll talk about them in another post. I might be referring to these two often, though, so I wanted you to “meet” them.