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29 March 2009

Just Going Through Some Pictures


cassie despised getting her picture taken. if she saw that the camera was in my hands, she would turn on me her darkened eye, as she was wont to do when one was not worthy of being glared upon with her good eye, then lumber up from her spot, and dramatically exit the vicinity. i believe i have more pictures of her bony tail-end than of her pretty face.

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17 March 2009

THE SIMPLE WOMAN'S DAYBOOK MON(tues)DAY OFFERING -17 MARCH 09





FOR TODAY 17 march 2009..

Outside My Window...
sunny

I am thinking...
about growing tomatoes, dill, and tarragon; about growing lavender, lilacs, and lily of the valley; about growing mint, peonies, and hydrangeas; about putting in small white stones instead of mulch around the shrubs by the front porch.

I am thankful for...
lipton tea

From the kitchen...
cinnamon toast

I am wearing...
black yoga pants, teal tank top, sage green tee shirt, and white, orchid, and purple striped fuzzy socks.

I am creating...
working on finishing the tapestry adri started for the bench in their bedroom, to give to dad for his birthday in a month.

I am going...
to take a nap while tim is out fishing at lake como.

I am reading...
the face of deceit by ramona richards (love inspired romance/suspense series).

I am hoping...
i don't forget the sweet things my baby used to do - like lying in the yard on her side in the sun, eating grass out of the side of her mouth, too lazy and snoozy to actually sit up to munch on it - happiness really is a warm puppy!

I am hearing...
something beeping???

Around the house...
moving my well-loved collection of Victoria magazines from one bookshelf to another

One of my favorite things...
said well-loved collection of Victoria magazines that i started in 1989 and have appr 12 yrs' worth plus some scattered issues here and there, along with the year that just passsed in which they resurrected the magazine after it foundered in the early 2000s; it still founders. it started as a magazine like no other for grace and romance, but became just like any other. so each month i take out the old copies for that month and re-read them (saves a ton on buying new magazines!).

A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week:
must do some personal business that i have put off to the absolute last minute and cannot continue any farther with another project without finishing; rearranging my now-defunct office into a study/atelier.

Here is picture thought I am sharing...
print and color just for fun today!



24 February 2009

She Who Must Be Obeyed


this got a tad bit lengthier than i thought it would. i am posting this because, if i am crying over cassie this morning, you all will just have to as well. she has not been very well these past few days with her megaesophagus, regurgitating and with a hacking cough, but today she is fine as frog's hair. yesterday, we were having to put her out front because she could not handle the back porch stairs, and this morning she hopped up and down the back porch stairs like a puppy.


it is so hard for me to admit what a ride it is for me that her health is a rollercoaster. this morning is the first time i have truly cried over this situation - i think i have been making myself so busy with making her food and getting her pills ready and finding her treats she can safely eat and making her beds up and washing the dog towels and holding her up and all of these little things to keep me occupied. i have been so afraid that i will never stop crying if i start, and that is pretty much what is happening.


i thought i was ready for this. i have to admit that she is getting worse - i can feel her esophagus has enlarged and i am having to work her food way down to her clavicles, where before i could just massage her throat a bit and she would be fine. Cassie-No-Love is not amused, what with her aversion to too much "handling", but it is working. she is very interested in what toby and dad are doing, and she can still run one an incredible rash if she is displeased with one. she still can cuss you out you until a fly would not pitch on you. but the good runs of days are getting shorter. where she could go for about 2 weeks with no problems, she is going about 2 days on and 2 days off. and the bad days are bad, but the good days are so good, she will even play with toby's toys in the yard and she will spend lots of time exploring outside. she will even mouth me to play a little.


and just when i promise myself after a day or two of her being ill that tomorrow will be the day, tomorrow comes and she wanders into my office and bumps me with that big nose of her, or she is bright and perky, and i cannot do it... the below is from a book due out this spring written by a man who lost his dogs, one to cancer and one to kidney disease, about their journey together. this is an all-out weeping, snot-running-down read, but very cathartic...and does not just apply to sick animals.


BEEZER’S TOP TEN REASONS NOT TO FEEL GUILTY

(Compiled by Beezer the Black Lab from the Bridge and sent back to Earth.)


10. Jeez! If you’re born, you die. Think about it dad.


9. Fear is the real enemy, not kidney disease. Fear is curable. I’m with you right now, just invisible. I’ll be waiting at the Bridge when you arrive. Don’t be afraid. Trust me.


8. Live with balance. The list of what went “right” with my life is so much bigger than the list of what went “wrong.” My body died from kidney disease, but my spirit always soared because of you.


7. What you focus on expands. Honor my earthly life and memory. Does feeling guilty help you remember all our good times, adventures and mutual love?


6. Live with Presence! Don’t despair about yesterday. Don’t fear tomorrow. Otherwise, you’ll miss out on the Gift of Today.


5. Thank you for taking my pain into your heart on that last day. I’m so proud of you for that selfless act.


4. Didn’t you always forgive me when I made a mistake? I forgive you for any mistake you made during my illness. You made the best decisions possible with the information available at that time. All I took with me on my final earthly journey was our love. Please accept my forgiveness and release the guilt.


3. Pat yourself on the back in between crying. Your effort to treat me was a supreme act of humanity, love and compassion. Our relationship was never more meaningful than during my illness. Please recognize your character and commitment. I do.


2. Guilt is what you humans do to punish yourself for not being perfect.


1. You didn’t have a cure for a fatal disease. My body stopped working because of this fatal disease, not because of something you did or did not do.


© Doug Koktavy

May 1, 2005

Doug and the B Brothers

From my upcoming book:

The Legacy of Beezer and Boomer:
Lessons on Living & Dying From My Canine Brothers

Release Spring, 2009

and this is cassie giving us all "the butt" - i think over the years we have seen this view of her more than her face - she is not called "Cassie-No-Love" for no reason ...