April 14, 2016
Every morning is a fight. WHAT~ cried the loyal readership, wrestling ? Yes you my dear and gentle readers, read that correctly. Each and every mourning for the last year, Lucy and I have to fight. Yes. Every break of day, but not immediately, to be transparent in this matter, subsequent to awakening. Just after wakening, that is reserved and is consecrated and sacred. The first thing ahead of the triple toe loop over her, is hallowed rub her tummy. This is and does, get the day off for both of us on the correct paw. That is the first thing. Very agreeable to all concerned, too. A lazy paw is lifted for me to give her a pat.
Subsequently we stagger into action, the brush and flush routine! Lucy on the contrary, slumbers on while the kettle is kicked and the essential to life and limb, is tended to, tea. Nay the warm doggie dog, does not go outside for several more hours to patrol the pediment . No, she of goldenness, will later join me, a little while later when I am settled in my habitual spot. Then she will fasten together reality with me at my feet, while the diatribe is constructed, the horoscopes viewed, the supplications asked for, emails replied to and the whirl of the websites is rotated.
No, the fight, soon after some of the above and before some of the others, is the amino acids. They, once per day, have to be stuffed down her gullet. Subsequent to fighting the free trade agreement, the manufacturer and the support of 1000s I speculate I would have to. Every once in a while I get it right and down it goes. But most mornings, it is spit back at me, several times. The reddish color pill is aimed, most times, as there is an easy way beside side of her very large white teeth, using one thumbs, that happens, only occasionally. No if there is a hard way I will find (and tell you, in most copious detail) No, most often the method is straight back and down, holding the offending pill in my middle fingers which becomes very slippery and slides around the inside of her muzzle. I apologize to her every day.
Miracles abounded. They came in many forms yesterday. In emails offering a loan of a phone I would not be able to figure out. Back to the second hand phone place three times, to take back the phone, that should not have been sold to me and fixed we hoped. The miracle there being the 30 day warranty, one supposes made the fixings were free to me. We were at, the Patriot tire store, for putting on summer tires! (don’t hate me) They forgot to ask me, La tomato received the car manicure, and alignment at no cost. (there was uneven wear on the tires, which may have been from spinning around in ever increasing circles) We were at the vets to have her bum done, to marvel just how well she was doing. We went just once there, but he had to call me back. We were everywhere yesterday, back and forth too most places several times and I forgot to eat, I know, by the look of me I have never missed a meal, thus and so, staggered to the days finish line.
PUCK & Moi
How now, spirit! whither wander you?
FAIRY
Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire;
I do wander every where,
Swifter than the moon’s sphere.
And I serve the Fairy Queen,
To dew her orbs upon the green.
The cowslips tall her pensioners be;
In their gold coats spots you see;
Those be rubies, fairy favors;
In those freckles live their savors. (2.1.1-13) Lucy Patricia playing the leading role.