My Little Buddy


Above is my favorite picture of Kasia as “only child”.

It’s been six weeks and we both are missing Zush, which is expected. The surprise is when we have her outside for a walk, and she comes across some of the other dogs, her tail wags and she actually is getting along. Prior to Zushie’s passing, Kasia would be barking at everyone she came across to stay away from her “pack”. This has been a nice development. Don’t get me wrong: in the house, with us, she was a love muffin. Outside was a different story.



Our daily adventures are usually good, provided I miss tourists who are out with their dogs and don’t have them on leashes. Allegedly, the local government is actively policing that. I laugh because some of the weekenders KNOW of this law, still walk their pup off the leash, see me or any of my other full time neighbors, and go running to put their dog on a leash. I can only think it’s part of the ploy so they can plead ignorance in picking up after their dog. I figure this will go on until they start finding deposits on their lawn.

Hopefully we’ll get a good walk in tomorrow before I have to start my test prep. I like to keep my littlest of girls happy!

Smelling the Roses

I am listening to an Alton Brown Podcast with Jet Tila, and Jet just asked him if he stops to smell the roses.

The idea was “being in the moment”, and it made me stop and think about my current life. In a way, my time here with the girls is a blessing, as I get to be with them and meditate while I have them out. I look up at the sky and take in the clouds and the different patterns, I go down to the bay and take in the coastline.

Maybe it’s my cancers that have made me cognizant of it, but I do try to be in the moment every day.

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Season Fight

This morning the girls and I went for our walk and to say it’s humid out down here today is an understatement. I think the three of us came back dripping in sweat, that is, if dogs can drip in sweat. Based on the tongues hanging out of their mouths,and the drool that accompanied it, I think they would concur.

It’s weird because the houses have trash cans out front where people are already raking dead leaves up and other forestry type trash, and yet the temperature seems to contradict the day. It feels more like August 20th than September 20th.

So it’s off to work for me today, the purgatory shift of 10-6. I’m sweating now, and will go in and freeze because the air conditioning is tweaked up.

Pneumonia, anyone?
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See Ya!

  
This sign is along the green area where I walk my girls every day. I always question the fact where it says subject to fine, because there never seems to any law enforcement types around to enforce this law. 

When we walk, in addition to bags for the dogs, I bring one for tourist litter. Beer cans, tasty kake wrappers, McDonald’s half eaten sandwiches and their wrappers, 5 hour energy bottles… I could go on and on.

So yes, summer dollars are dependent on summer tourists. In an ideal life, they would have some consideration for the people who live here.

Don’t let the door hit you guys on the way out…..