May
15
2012
It was the smallest cottontail I have ever seen. I was in my car on my road a few miles away. And spotted the tiny rabbit on the right side. He could not have been very old. It was the tiniest one I have ever seen. Maybe it was five inches long. The cottontail immediately vanished into the undergrowth.
May
15
2012
Sometimes your animals don’t like you. Cheyenne a beautiful grey and white long haired cat simply does not like me. Almost every time I approach him he stiffens as if to say, “Don’t you dare touch me.” and runs in the opposite direction. I don’t quite understand it. We have seven cats and he is the only one (minus Buttons who is about as wild as can be and still be a house cat) who does that. I try repeatedly to pet him. It is almost always the same result: he runs away from me. He wants nothing to do with me. Cheyenne does not like me.
May
14
2012
I was admonished by my wife to listen better. She overheard my conversation with my daughter. Her suggestion was to stop asking her direct questions and ask her opened (???) ended questions so she could really tell me how she is doing. No one really likes to be given a barrage of questions. It is something I have to work on–my listening skills.
May
14
2012
Both of us two nights ago entered our bedroom and there was our eighty pound dog Tilla on the head of the bed right in the middle ears pert waiting for us. He would not move. I slept to the right of him and my wife to the left of him cheek to cheek. Both of us slept on our side. I never know what Tilla is going to do next. Thank God the bed was a king sized one!
May
14
2012
Every time I pass that marsh on my right from my car I peer down the two different bodies of water. Sometimes I see nothing. Other times I have seen great egrets and snowy egrets at its borders. This time I saw three deer lined up in a row all the way back at the edge of the water. I had never seen deer there before. I always wondered about the owner of that piece of property. He has bird boxes in strategic spots there. I am sure he loves the property and its inhabitants. I am only briefly visiting it. I wonder if there is any fish in it. It is not mine but I love passing and looking at it. I always wonder about it.
May
12
2012
There are differences between Sweetie, my female golden retriever, and Coco, her daughter, who is completely black with a small white splash on her throat. Sweetie does not have an angry bone in her body. She is just that–sweet. Coco is also very sweet but can be very insistent when she wants to go out. Sweetie always defers to her kids–Coco and her other kid Tilla. Coco likes her privacy: sometimes she will go to another room by herself or if the dogs come in from the yard she may decide to stay behind. Coco knows my bedroom routine. By the time I make it to bed there she is lying on the floor on one side of the bed. Coco when she gets excited may “mouth” you. She never bites but she is the only dog to do that. I love both of them.
May
12
2012
I just obey my muse. If there is something begging to come out: I write. If it is not practical to do so, I may take some notes and when I am able to, then write. Usually I do not share the subject with any one for then it loses its power. Of course, I do not write about everything all the time. But most of the time I make it either to the computer or my old fashioned notebook. If you feel very strongly about something, that is the time to write. Whatever emotions you are feeling will come out in your writing. Don’t let too much time go by. Now is the time to obey your muse.
May
12
2012
My four dogs like broccoli. Pax, our big Rottweiler mix stood there lapping up the broccoli juice from the pan til it was gone. Tilla was kind of funny. He started to eat a piece his (???), spit it out and then had a second thought about the taste and then ate it keeping it down this time. The other two also had some broccoli remains from dinner. Our dogs like veges–at least broccoli.
May
12
2012
John Dye played the role of his life as the angel of death in Touched By An Angel series–as Andrew. I watch the series sometimes and always was amazed at the humanity he brought to that role. Hell was never mentioned directly. He always spoke how much God wanted you to turn to Him. It was your choice. Death is such a taboo in our society. I am not sure why but it is. John in his role spoke about death all the time. He never used that word. It was always come to the Light, how much God loved you and it was always your choice. I never tired of listening to him in the series. None of us is going to make out of this world alive. Andrew emphasized how much it pained God to have an human separated from him. Turn toward Him and His love Andrew said over and over. His acting was totally convincing. John died at the early age of forty-seven. I would have liked to have met him.
May
11
2012
The easy chair now belongs to the cats. They love sitting in it. Sometimes there are three or four cats on it so we did not throw it away. The springs on it were gone and it no longer was comfortable to sit on. It is usually the same cats who sit on it so now the chair is theirs.
May
11
2012
I will act as if my day matters. I was depressed yesterday. I decided to take a new tact. Today I shaved, put out clean clothing and I will take a needed shower. I did none of that yesterday and had a pity party. I will act as if I matter (and that means taking proper care of myself). You can work from the outside in. I will take better care of myself today. I already feel better. All those details mentioned matter. I will continue to act as if I matter. And I do.
May
9
2012
Both my wife and I felt bad about the robin that built a nest just outside our bathroom window in the nearby tree. She said it spent a few days sitting on the nest and then never returned. Maybe our cat who sometimes sits (??? in at) the window ten feet away from the nest frightened it away. And of course there is a bit of traffic to and fro the bathroom during the day. I was really curious whether there were any eggs in the nest. I am going to take a ladder under the tree and find out. I know birds sometimes abandon their nests. Both of us felt bad about it.
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