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Sunday, December 24, 2006
 
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

...for those of you in a down home, touchy-feely way, all warm and snuggly, watch It's A Wonderful Life...







...if you're feeling a bit cranky, Scrooged is the film for you...






..however, if it's one f those "family" Christmases where
EVERYONE should be somewhere else because NO ONE likes ANYONE...

Jack Frost...





Sunday, December 17, 2006
 
Watched a movie today that has been out a while...BLOODY SUNDAY..


What a sad people the human race has become...

http://www.larkspirit.com/bloodysunday/




Saturday, December 16, 2006
 
I woke up this morning to an all too familiar smell.

Fed seems to just lay where he's at when he feels the call of nature. I guess it's easier for him. His arthritis must be worse in the mornings or anytime after a long rest.

Yet when I get out of bed he's suddenly all smiles and has an urgent need to go outside, his tail wagging the way it always has, an almost puppy-like enthusiasm about his day. He even gets a little skip in his creaky old step, and about five minutes into yard patrol he is ready to come back in. A dog that hardly ever made a sound his whole life now commences with his old man-dog bark, a high pitched, annoying squawk that it seems he never tires of. So I open the door for him, waiting as he makes his way up the steps. Of course, as usual, he's just happy to be back inside.

I've noticed he seems to hover, standing to watch as I do things, as if he's going to miss something. I imagine that's because he's nearly blind, trying to see things that he used to see so clearly.

Sin isn't allowed around him anymore; he's just too rough with him. One day when Sin got away from me, he barreled into Federal like a steam engine, and from the yelp I heard and the way Fed hit the ground I thought for sure he'd hurt him. I wanted to kill Sin for that, even though all he wanted was to play. Luckily Fed wasn't hurt as bad as it seemed.


He will be fourteen on Valentine's day, and I honestly don't think it will be much longer than that. Some days he just looks up at me, looking tired and so frail, but he manages to stand when I talk to him.

Isn't it amazing how you can love a creature so much?


Saturday, December 09, 2006
 

If this doesn't make one wonder what we can do...


Saturday, December 02, 2006
 
..so...there was this little wintery storm yesterday....and having such a good work ethic, I decided to go to work...and after several attempts of getting out of my drive, I did it! All that snow will NOT keep me from my job...but getting stuck in the road will.

After two hours of digging, along with the help of a ten year old that I paid $10 to (he never asked, just started to help me) and his grandfather, we managed to get the truck back onto my drive...barely, so the plow trucks could do their job (that's a bit of an oxymoron). Now I'm back out to finish digging so I can get back into my garage...or the store...oh, and work...I may even go in today...

Then again, maybe not.