We’re taking Robin and Emma to the train later this morning; we’re having a pancake breakfast to celebrate the last day here. I have more photos to put up when we return; they focus on Robin’s extraordinary interaction with our animals.
I wanted to first post this message I got this morning From Cynthia Daniello, a friend I have never met and will probably never meet. Cynthia lives in Virginia; she is in her 80s and needs a wheelchair to move around.
A couple of years ago, she adopted a rescue dog named Edgard and learned that he was deaf. She learned how to talk to him, and their love for one another is one of the most beautiful dog stories I know.
I wanted to share this message with you, as it reaffirms what I do and tells us much about this brave and very kind woman.
She wouldn’t go to the hospital until she knew Edgar would be cared for. It almost cost her her life.
I am very proud my flowers helped her when she and Edgard needed help.
From Cynthia:
Jon, Home now, but I was in the hospital and rehab for about three weeks with pneumonia.
I wanted you to know how very much your lovely photos of flowers, the farm and
Robin perked me up. (I had my tablet with me.)
Edgar had good care in my absence, e. I was very ill for a week before my neighbor
called the ambulance e. I did not want to leave Ed r. My son came and stayed
with Edgar for a week. When he had to return, my neighbor took over and cared for m. But he was delighted to see me home and is keeping a good eye on me
now.
Thank you so much for your blog postings – even when you were tired!
Love,
Cynth
More later.
Thank you jon for sharing this message from Cynthia! I miss her delightful and thoughtful writing very much and often wonder how she and Edgar are doing. Glad to know she is back home and recovering well! Thanks again!