Sunday, November 25, 2012

Cats and Dogs

This is the cat.
Martha is 5 months old.
She is sweet and cuddly and she sheds.
A lot.
Well, maybe not a lot but enough for
you to know she was on your lap.
She is also kind of a brat.
And she is mischievous.
This is the dog.
Nahla, too, is sweet.
She loves affection and long walks.
She cries when we leave her behind.
Very loudly.
She does not shed, thankfully,
and is easy to keep clean.
She is also incredibly stubborn.
Most of the time, Martha can be found
doing this.

And most of the time,
Nahla can be found doing this.
But then there is the time in between.
And this is what occurs.

They like to play with each other.
Until Martha's little head
finds its way into
Nahla's big mouth.
And then... it is not so fun anymore.

One day Nahla had her cousin
Cash over to play.
And play they did.
All day long.
It was a great day...
for them.
This is what Martha
thought of the whole thing.

I didn't know she could puff up so much!
The best times are few and far between,
but they are when this happens.

They are finding their way.
Slowly but surely.
They both let me know when dinner time
rolls around. The meet me in the kitchen
and sit, side by side, and wait.
They eat their dinners...
and the chase is on again.
Some day it will be calm around here again.
Fingers crossed.
In Nahla's defence,
she was bred to chase raccoons,
and having a kitten with a tail like this...

 must be a bit difficult. No?

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Long Weekending

I just love long weekends. Don't you? They seem to be filled with all kinds of wonderful. We make time to do the fun stuff and the things we have been putting off or just not getting around to doing. We slow down and we just "are". No schedule, no time frames. Long weekends are just like a big exhale.

We have the space for our individual interests.

We play and have fun.


And of course, there is food.

 This is what Paul and Athena ate.
 And since I don't eat pork chops,
I make tofu for myself.

These out breaths, or maybe these deep inhales are so refreshing to the spirit. They let you know what is really important.

Thursday, November 8, 2012

Unexpected Gift

A box arrived in the mail just
the other day.
It was addressed to Athena.

When she opened the box,
she was surprised to find
some horses and some
handmade fencing.

She knew them all by name.
Black Beauty.

A blogging friend of mine
sent them to Athena.
They were hers when she was you.
Her Grandfather had made the fences for her.
Since this sweet woman is
"childless by choice",
she chose to send them to my little one.
And my little one couldn't be happier!

And this blogging friend of mine
said :
 I know my Grampa is smiling, seeing another little girl playing with the fences he made.
I'll bet he is.
Thank you so much Jayme.