Today I’m thankful for my ridiculous dog, and that my thumbs still mostly work.
The week of Christmas I suffered a fairly significant autoimmune flare. I was barely mobile for most of the week and I’ve still got some lingering effects. My thumbs don’t fully bend anymore. And fatigue only seems like a sorry excuse to shirk obligations when you haven’t experienced sleeping heavily for 11 hours to wake up feeling like you’ve been on a three day binge. It can continue for weeks. If a person claims fatigue it may be there is an underlying issue they don’t feel like disclosing. Perhaps give them the benefit of the doubt.
On a happier topic, my sister’s former dog is settling into my home beautifully. She’s really starting to feel like my dog. She is the most ridiculous dog but very sweet. She has preferences and isn’t shy about making them known. I purchased her a nice dog bed (most of my floors are tile, and cold) and she has chosen to remain in it, rather than eat very limited human food, several times. For a Corgi mix known for her endless food grubbing it’s an amusing sign. I did something right, and I’m happy she is benefiting.
The beast has arrived. Honestly, we’ll just have to wait and see. She’s a barker and I live in a multi-unit building so this might be tricky.
I’m rehoming my sister’s dumbass dog. That’s right, this beauty.
She’s getting aggressive with my sister’s kid, and that can’t continue with a second one arriving in February. My place is much quieter and calmer, and I could use the companionship. We all, hopefully, come out better than we went in. All the training in the world won’t make the beastie any brighter, and she’s been known to make boulders seem like engaging company. We’ll see. She is sweet.
I may be driving the subject into the ground. I feel compelled to express my thoughts comprehensively. All I can ask is that you bear with me. Today I’m thankful for space to think.
One of the more useful aspects of retreating into silence is that one is forced to grapple with one’s thoughts. Distractions are minimised so it really is just you and your brain. I used what time I had to begin determining what I honestly, truly want, and what is extraneous. I turn important life pages periodically and I think I’m approaching another.
I want a garden, divided into crops and flowering plants. I can’t develop one at my apartment as I only have a small cement slab with a balcony overhead. I need land. With land would come a detached house, and a vehicle to haul garden “stuff.” That vehicle would look better with a scruffy canine passenger. I most want a garden, a house, a hauling vehicle and a dog, in that order. I’ve figured out the “what.” Now I need to work on the “how.” It’s thrilling and scary in equal measure.
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Today I’m thankful for this picture.
There is no deeper meaning here. It’s a picture of pure dog joy and it makes me happy. I couldn’t stop laughing the first time I saw it. The one on the right looks a bit like my sister after trying an avocado. The dog on the left is more like me in the morning. Dogs are about the best damn thing that have happened to humans.
Today I’m thankful for dogs.
This is our family dog. I couldn’t find any better pictures. I really have no words other than “here she is.” Imagine the unlikeliest combination of breeds possible. Take the scraggly bits of those breeds, mix them together and shorten the legs. Then, shorten the legs again and you may have an idea of what she looks like in the flesh. She has the IQ of soup. She is also one of the sweetest creatures I’ve ever encountered. Sometimes you just need something warm to hug and she serves that need pretty damn well.