Just One Of Them Days...July 4, 1999

Just One Of Them Days...July 4, 1999

I was roused early again this morning by Moo slurps. Despite being dead tired, I can think of few better ways to be woken up, especially in The Goddess' absence. Moo figured out that she is big enough to get onto the bed this weekend, and nothing stops her now. When she wants my attention, sleeping or not, she knows how to get it.

As much as I love Moo, The Goddess and I never intended to have another dog until either she was living here or we got a bigger place. The Goddess wanted a dog of her own, and it seemed practical to wait until we were living together to get another one. I was holding out for a bigger place, but knew that I would probably lose that battle.

About four weeks ago, my sister took in a puppy, merely one month after she was threatened with eviction because of the dog she used to have. Nevertheless, Ms. Crabtree is a bleeding heart (much like myself), and the puppy's face was too cute to resist. Needless to say, once the landlord found out she had another dog, she and the kids would be on the precipice of homelessness yet again. So...this is how Moo entered our lives.

I believe that all things happen in our lives for a reason. Bearing this in mind, I believe that there was a reason Moo came into our lives at the time she did. The Goddess was thrilled to tears about her finally having a puppy, even though she is not living here right now. Already, Moo has taught both The Goddess and me valuable lessons about our relationships with other family members. As well, she has been a great companion for Reekie. He has showed no sign of jealousy, and plays with the little one constantly. I am indeed blessed with these animal spirits in my life, and hope that they are with me, indeed, us, on this journey for years to come.

Despite being up early this morning, I did little constructive during the day. There was a Star Trek marathon on cable, and although I am not a "Trekker", it was a great vein for work avoidance. After watching a few episodes, I fell asleep again. What a great, lazy Sunday. I feel not an ounce of guilt.

I also volunteered some time with a former client this evening. He is not involved with "The System" any longer, but his parents feel it important for me to see him every once in a while. Normally, he is a pleasure to be around. Tonight was something different. I took him to the pool with Ms. Crabtree and the kids, and he was just too hyper and aggressive. After several requests not to push people over, I told him we would have to go home. Fifteen minutes later, he decided to get out of the pool. Believe me, I was not looking forward to going in after him, but it seemed that I was to have few other options. It can be so frustrating when kids dig their heels in. Thank the spirits, I have more patience than they do.

...Blessed Be