It was the first Christmas since my little man went blind, and I’m sadder than I thought I would be.

This is going to sound a little ridiculous, but I’m posting anyway. I posted previously about how my 3 year old tzu recently went blind. This was his first Christmas since losing his sight. He and I are still adjusting.

It was the first Christmas he couldn’t see his presents to tear them open or play fetch with his new toys, he couldn’t go run and play outside with the visiting dogs, and his baby gate got left open (accidentally by a family member) and he took a tumble down the stairs. He’s 100% ok, it was luckily all carpeted and since we live in a split level it was a short flight of stairs. He used to come running when he saw us pull out the gift bags and tissue paper.

I know it probably made me way sadder than he was, he acted so happy and his tail was wagging the whole time. I love him more than words, and I actually cherish the adorable Christmas pictures with him not looking at the camera anymore. I know this isn’t really an issue, and I’m so grateful he’s otherwise happy and healthy, but I do miss how it used to be.