Relaxing at the parentals during the middle part of my “staycation”, and I look over to the couch and see Velvet all cozy and sleeping. She just looks so sweet and innocent, but I know she is resting up to start more trouble in the morning. What what trouble will be only she will know.
Velvet absolutely loves coming to my parents place, mostly because she gets spoiled. First, she gets to go outside in an enclosed pen without having to wear her harness. Second, she gets Turkey bacon and eggs in the morning from the “grandparents”. Third, at dinner she gets a hot dog or some other meat.
Then, when we stay for more than just a couple of days, mommy brings her “bee” and she has hours of play time with bee on the carpet as we now have wooden floors at home and it has cut into how much she plays with bee. At times she appears a bit Forlorn because she can’t scoot across the wooden floor like she does on the carpeted floor.
Been awhile I know. Yesterday Velvet had a “puppy playdate”. Velvet herself is no longer a puppy but her playdate was though. They got along well. I think the meeting went well. Velvet had a shadow most of the time it was to cute. At one point we had to intercept Sammie so Velvet could potty, because Everytime Velvet got ready to potty Sammie would dive bomb her.
When we got home Velvet was tuckered and slept. I’m so glad they got along so we can have more playdates.
Work started a new way to award years of service this year. It used to be you got a gift card with a set amount for each 5 years of service. No problem you could use it to buy what you wanted or even pay bills whatever your choice.
This year they started with, you choose a gift, from a set of options and they are no where near the amount you’d get with the card. Let alone the fact they are things I already have or don’t need. So, no matter what I choose it will just add to my already growing pile of pack ratting/clutter. People need to learn never encourage a pack ratter to continue to pack rat.
I don’t like change especially with things like this, I had been looking forward to being able to pay a bill or two. Ok, enough whining.
This beauty is always the highlight of any of my days.
I’ve had a more than a few nightmares in my life. When I was a kid I had a very vivid one that nuclear bombs had been set off, my mom was bringing clothes in from the clothes line. She comes in and has us all cover ourselves with a sheet, and just as we do a bomb hits in our garden. I wake as the heat sears through my body at that moment of death.
Then I had a dream it’s not as vivid, but I clearly remember that my dog at the time Baby I killed her. I was devastated when I woke up because of the dream. I told mom about it, and she wouldn’t let Baby sleep in my bed for a week just because of the dream. She knew I would never intentionally hurt her, I think it was a matter of the fact that I had had such a nightmare.
I have had different types of water dreams, but the constant theme in them is a fast running current. I’m driving fast down a road and I’m usually stuck somewhere, when I need to get to another place. I have a feeling that I’m running late and I need to hurry. I have on numerous occasions ended up with my car floating down the current with me on top of the car hoping for help to come.
A great deal of the time I don’t remember my dreams, but I do wake up with a sense of dread. I’ve woke up crying before, but no idea what I was dreaming that had me crying. Not sure if anyone else has experienced these types of things, but this happens more times than not.
Been on vacation all week. It has been so nice to not have to do anything at all, except relax and spend time with my family. Mom and I have taken her and my dog for at least a golf cart ride everyday if not two a day. Buddy, moms dog will whine and bark and pretty much talk the entire time, while, Velvet just sits in my arms or stands on the floor with her head hanging out the side just quietly enjoying the ride.
We’ll stop at the park and take them for a walk as well and let them take in all the scents. Until recently Velvet would barely wait for the cart to stop before getting off it and starting the walk. Here recently we have had to coax her off. I think a lot of it has to do with the recent holiday that just passed and all the fireworks. Velvet doesn’t like fireworks at all.
When she was a puppy I took her to the fireworks, because the last dog I had loved the fireworks so I thought if I exposed her early to these types of things she would get used to them and be fine. Boy was I wrong. That was a painful night for mom and I both as Velvet clawed us up trying to get away from the noise. We took turns holding her and soothing her to no avail. So, now she stays home with Buddy and Grandpa when I can come home to make it to the fireworks with mom.
It will be hard to go back when my vacation ends cause it’s been so nice hanging out with my mom, and seeing other family. However, vacations must end, and work must commence again so I can continue to pay bills. But for right now I’m enjoying a nice respite. Sometimes one needs a vacation in order to rejuvenate the desolate wasteland of their souls from work burn out. Once quenched and rejuvenated, then you can once again go back and be productive in your pursuits.
Don’t turn the lights out until your feet are on the bed. Otherwise, once the light goes out its free game for that monster under the bed to grab your ankles and pull you into his deep dark never ending abyss. The darkness is where the creatures and spirits dwell. They move here just out of reach and sight.
That uneasy feeling that comes when you are out walking at night, heed it. When the hair raises on the back of your neck, it’s not always because there’s”someone” there, it may be because there is “something” dark and dangerous lingering about you. They peer in your windows from the outside wishing for you to turn the lights out so they can come closer and whisper their evilness to you.
The darkness is like a seductive lover in the night caressing you. Calling to you to come to it and embrace it, however you must fight. Stay in the light, this is where love, understanding, and friendship can be found. Don’t walk alone, the darkness prefers it if you are alone and vulnerable. Have your objects of love, light and goodness on you to protect you. Tread carefully my friends.
Layers are everywhere and in almost everything. One thing I find fascinating is the layers of a tree. They are rings of growth, but looking at a stump they are layered. Each set of rings can tell slot about the year for the tree. Especially the weather conditions. The wider the ring the more wet and water fed the tree was that year. It was a healthy year. The smaller the ring the dryer the year and do the tree had to conserve it’s water to survive.
Just like trees each year we add another “ring” to our personality. We are the people we are due to the total of our choices, experiences, how we were raised, among other things. People are such fascinating creatures. Sometimes it is just interesting to sit back and observe their behaviors. With all the layers that people have, there is no one single code to solve the same problem for each individual. Each individual’s problems need to be worked differently.