Time moves too slow for my taste

My wife keeps reminding me that Zoe just came back  home a few days ago.  I need to keep reminding myself of that too.

When I look over at her, I see a dog we’ve had for the past year and a half.  But that’s not Zoe.  And for the first time since this whole ordeal began, I’m feeling pangs of anger.

I’m not angry at anyone or anything, really.  But I’m angry that this poor little dog has to go through this.  She’s a little medical patient right now.  She probably got hit by a car and that’s not something you recover from in a couple of days.  I’ve watched Animal Planet and saw dogs go through much worse and come through fine.

But the magic of editing shows us months of progress in half an hour.  They don’t show you what I’m seeing right now.  They don’t show you the process of getting better.

And let me tell you… the process sucks.

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