Autumn is always peak mental health season for me. Summer is way too intense, autumn is peaceful and cool and cozy. I did some grocery shopping, not because I had to but because there were foods I genuinely wanted to eat, and I bought single pack hot chocolate and whipped cream in a can, too.
I feel like getting Heikki has helped me get in touch with my inner child. Chinchillas are a lot like toddlers/pre-schoolers, creatures of pure, shameless "id", without any malice but also without much thought about pleasing humans. A delightfully anarchistic animal that, in time, will gnaw itself through the toughest of obstacles. A very good soul animal for someone seeking to transition. We practiced being handled yesterday and I got a few scratches (he wasn´t trying to hurt me, just used his nails to get a better grip of my shoulder) and he puffed off a few tufts of fur, but only tiny tufts. I ordered a new hidey-hut and a new food bowl (one that can be attached to the cage wall so he won´t poop in his pellets) and lots of apple tree sticks and a variety of treats - dried chamomile flowers and dried nettle - so he can have some safe variety in his diet, in moderation of course. At some point I want to get pretty glass and/or metal containers for all of his stuff and organize them in a pretty way.
Nera´s urn looks very pretty in it´s new spot. It´s like she has a little garden of her own. She was a good dog and I miss her very much, but I´m so thankful for the time we had together. Andthe thankfulness is starting to overpower the grief I think. <3 I want to do something special on the Autumn Equinox to celebrate Nera.