Ann Schwartz posted: " Friday again so soon? Yes … I repeat myself more and more. Last night, I had trouble getting to sleep, an unusual situation for me. I starting thinking about the hundreds of thousands of animals that died in the recent flooding in British Columbia's "
Friday again so soon? Yes … I repeat myself more and more.
Last night, I had trouble getting to sleep, an unusual situation for me. I starting thinking about the hundreds of thousands of animals that died in the recent flooding in British Columbia's lower mainland. Gary and I had discussed this in the evening, and it was haunting me.
The thoughts of chickens, pigs and cattle captive and unable to swim, nowhere to go to escape to … horrific. The fact that they live for our "use" doesn't make it better. So much suffering all over the world, all the time.
I got out of bed and took painkillers plus a Benadryl and checked Facebook. I was distressed to realize I had forgotten to acknowledge my friend Deb's birthday: I usually phone her on Dec. 1st!
Too late and much to late to do anything for anyone or anything. I also realized that I might have had caffeine too late in the day.
Yesterday afternoon, I was trying to confirm a reservation for Christmas boarding that had been made in August. It was the second time that the big dog, "Spot" had stayed with us, and the family of five were all so happy that the dog fared well.
However, the owner is confused and thinks I am confused. Not only did I write the dates down, but I remember the conversation well. The family, he said, normally skis in Lake Louise for Christmas Holidays.
At any rate, no harm is done: I'm glad I checked and happy that they even got my message/query. They now live in Mexico! I only hope they accept that I didn't imagine the booking, but that doesn't matter either.
Here's another thing: they not only don't believe in vaccinations but they didn't give me any "space" while here... twice. They crowded me. I would have thought they needed the vax to move to Mexico/travel through USA. But who cares anyway?
Spot's owner's final word on the issue was simply, "Thanks", without acknowledgment.
Yesterday I spent a little time at the house in town. The last time I rented it was for an entire month, to an agency RN who asks specifically for that rental while working here.
And "Dom" leaves the house as good as, or better than, she found it.
Brutus went home yesterday early afternoon. Darby went home later. That was on schedule.
Between "checkouts", Mica and I went about distributing garbage, recycling, and swap shed contributions. I make it sound like we have a terrific amount of "trash" to deal with (literally speaking). The truth is, we do not, but the point is usually to get out and about with the dog for a car ride. Often, I get a takeout latte from Fran.
Casey came back too, for a short stay.
You already know plenty about my downsizing and decluttering efforts, and I never know if someone treasures my donations to the thrift shops or swap shed, or if these things get discarded eventually in the trash. We always should give with no strings attached, and partly the difficulties I have today are because so much was given to me with admonitions that I should never get rid of this or that, or that I don't take care of things properly. Occasionally, my parents would even ask for something back for their own reasons, and woe betide me if I didn't have it. Terrifying!
I was telling Gary last night that I found myself going back through drawers and cupboards that I'd already purged and sorted … and finding even more items to get rid of!
I feel like I just woke up. Though I miss them in many ways, I will not have my parents looking over my shoulder. I do ask our grown daughters about many items, but it's high time! Liberating!
Sorry, I am repeating myself again … and again.
Today, I just have Sugar, a shih tzu who is very sweet except for nails. Sometimes I can snip almost all the claws before she gets snarky, so she doesn't need muzzling.
Remi and Bella are here for a few days. Back in the days we all travelled more, and before the owners had children, I saw these two pit bull mixes regularly. They are very gentle and steady, though they will rise to the occasion when a neighbouring dog throws itself at "their" fence,
Remi and Bella were standing outside barking at 4 am.. They could have been vocalizing for hours, but I didn't hear it. Then I couldn't not hear it.
I went out to the kennels in my nightie and winter coat: the guilty parties came running back inside through their doggy door. They looked so contrite that I only asked them what they thought they were doing, and they curled upon their dog beds while I closed them in. All was quiet until I liberated them this morning.
But now I must get going again. I'm babysitting Macy just for the day. There's always plenty to do. Napping might need to be in the plan.
time at the house in town. The last time I rented it was for an entire month, to an agency RN who asks specifically for that rental while working here. 
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