Tana, Hearts Treasure, Devon Rex, Baby, has crossed the bridge. I can write that, but I'm unwilling to accept it. A tiny cat, she has left a huge hole I am sorely afraid of... trying not to feel angry, afraid of what comes next...trying to make sense of no sense, and finally, loss.
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I have heard: "First the Creator sees in his mind - and so it becomes"
A fuzzy white dog began to take shape in my brain. Funny thing. Turns out she is a Palamino Chinese Crested. Blindingly white with reddish freckles and one golden ear, she is Keiko -"beloved" in Japanese. Keiko was born on February 18, 2009. Her first day of living with us began May 31st. On that date, it rained in Toronto. For the first time in my life I saw double rainbows - a complete storybook ending in the lake outside my kitchen window. Wow.
(bow-wow?)
Robert and I have watched the Dog Whisperer (my personal hero) daily for 3 years, including back-to-back episodes of reruns - all wonderful. I realize now, we have NO CLUE. Our cat energy is not suitable for a puppy. We must somehow take charge...
Puppy Class begins June 29.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Thursday, January 8, 2009
New Year Welcome...
This morning I called my elderly father. He sounded terrible. I couldn't understand a word he was saying!
Father lives 200 km away, Fearing the worst, I immediately phoned my sister who lives near him asking her to check up on him right away - which she did. She relayed his response " I didn't have my teeth in, you dumb twit". Yep. He's okay.
This is how the new year starts. My back is complaining bitterly. At work I have been given several high level projects that, due to the financial climate, will be nearly impossible to complete.
Commercial television is horrible. People publicly demeaning themselves for the entertainment of others or for money is, in my opinion, pornography. How did we arrive...?
And...financial chaos looms large: doom doom doom. Whatever that means. (I probably don't want to find out.) To me, the only real money I have is in my pocket.
What are my aspirations for this year? Well, lets just make it through the day first.
Laura by the Lake
Father lives 200 km away, Fearing the worst, I immediately phoned my sister who lives near him asking her to check up on him right away - which she did. She relayed his response " I didn't have my teeth in, you dumb twit". Yep. He's okay.
This is how the new year starts. My back is complaining bitterly. At work I have been given several high level projects that, due to the financial climate, will be nearly impossible to complete.
Commercial television is horrible. People publicly demeaning themselves for the entertainment of others or for money is, in my opinion, pornography. How did we arrive...?
And...financial chaos looms large: doom doom doom. Whatever that means. (I probably don't want to find out.) To me, the only real money I have is in my pocket.
What are my aspirations for this year? Well, lets just make it through the day first.
Laura by the Lake
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