Ramblings at this point ... I write about what I notice and frequently discover random connect points in the process.
Happy Second "Gotcha" Day to Flossie
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It's been two years since I brought home a rescue pup from PetsInc (that's us as I was getting ready to leave PetsInc to take her home). Flossie has been a joy every single day. Read her "gotcha" story here.
Our June Iceland adventure didn’t disappoint. ... and yes, I definitely look like a tourist coming off an overnight flight ... It delighted. It surprised. It rained. It exploded (geysers did anyway). It charmed. It never saw a sunset. It far exceeded expectations. We explored Iceland with four friends - Neil and Deb McLean and Jim and Frankie McLean - on a Viking Cruise that left out of Reykjavik and circumnavigated the small island nation of 400,000 inhabitants. We made stops in six diverse ports where we saw gushing geysers, still volcanoes, exquisite natural beauty, magnificent waterfalls, engaging local guides, changing weather and delightful stories. This post includes a few rambling thoughts and fun facts from what I learned and enjoyed between the lines of the history, geography, food, scenery, weather, culture and geological wonders. 1. It’s true what they say… if you don’t like the weather wait 10 minutes. Most days were low 50s with mist/light rain. We did hav...
Getting a puppy a couple of months ago while also juggling our usual daily/weekly deadlines and personal/family/friend commitments has forced me into a place of patience and observation I wasn't expecting to find. Our Bertie is so much fun and oh so funny ( read her gotcha story here ). But she's also a puppy who needs routine, lots of attention, lots of naps, lots of patience and lots of repetition. All of this has forced me into slowing down a bit. Taking walks at her pace. Throwing balls in the back yard (the one thing she can laser focus on). Adjusting our driveway parking patterns to accommodate her instinct to bolt. Working my days in different kinds of blocks to accommodate Bertie's routine. It won't be long before she won't need this level of attention and will be far more self-sufficient to stay alone longer, walk calmly off the leash, and stop chasing every squirrel that crosses her path. In the meantime, I've resolved to enjoy my slow time with her a...
Those ears! We got re-dogged! Meet Bertie! She’s our new 25-pound, 4ish-month-old some-mix-of-hunting-breed pup from Mississippi. She has our hearts. Missing Flossie When our beloved Flossie crossed the rainbow bridge in March 2024 , I couldn’t imagine having another dog. The absence of her presence hung heavy over our house. We kept Flossie’s dog bed, her den blanket, her leash and her bowls in their places. It made her feel closer. Eventually, as grief will do, the daily pain softened a bit as I kept seeing little reminders why having a dog in the house just makes things better. Recently, I came up on the line from the lovely essay by playwright Eugene O’Neill in memory of his beloved dog, Blemie, written in the form of the dog’s last will and testament. “ One last request I earnestly make. I have heard my Mistress say, 'When Blemie dies we must never have another dog. I love him so much I could never love another one.' Now I would ask her, for love of me, to have ...
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