Today, I took my car to the tire shop to have the valve cap removed, which had been stuck for quite some time. I tried to do it myself before but failed. So I didn't attempt it myself any further, because I was concerned about damaging the valve and didn't have a spare to replace it. By having a professional handle it, I ensured that I would get expert service and, if needed probably one or two new valves. As it turned out, I was right, two of the valves broke when the technician tried to remove the cap. So they replaced them with new ones. They also addressed the issue of my tires being at low pressure (less than 20), so everything was taken care of.
Once the car tire issue was resolved, we visited several stores and bought groceries. We got home around 6 pm. When we arrived, my daughter asked where I had buried the puppy. I told her and she requested to visit the spot. At first, I was hesitant. But after asking her reason, I quickly agreed. She wanted to place a yellow flower on the puppy's grave. It was very thoughtful of her. Despite being only four years old, she showed such kindness. I helped her to the grave and let her place the flower she picked from around the house on the stone I had put as a marker.
I was deeply touched by her gesture. After we got inside our house, she took out her coloring page from her bag and asked me to stick it on the wall, as I usually do. I was amazed at how much her coloring had improved; it was much more vibrant. I felt very proud of her progress. She had colored a princess, and the result was adorable. Thank you, Eiona. Her thoughtfulness transformed my sadness over the loss of my beloved puppy into happiness. This was all thanks to her.
