The messenger
Lose your girlfriend? Lose your home? Lose the job you were hoping to start? Lose sight of the how and the who and the where and the what? And the when just seems to stretch forever?
Kinda sucks.
The world I left when I went to Cuba was not the world I came back to find.
And then it’s hard to get out of bed again.
Hello, Stanley
But days just keep marching, stubborn bastards that they are, and forward is the only way you get to go. But it’s not that bad. The universe will remind you that it keeps moving forward in harmony, discordant atonal blaring harmony. So it sends a messenger.
His name is Stanley. He’s…young. He’s…cute. He’s…nonstop.
Sammy wasn’t quite sure what to make of him
His world is a big place that seems hostile, but isn’t as bad as it seems, and there’s an awful lot of playful good time in there. Sometimes shit happens that just plain stinks (pleasantly literal for him. What’s in puppy food, anyway?)
So maybe I can be his apprentice. I don’t know WTF is going on either. Maybe I need some vaccinations, and surely some training, but the world is a chew toy, and in the end, it’s all going to be okay.
Thank you Stanley.
he’s gorgeous 🙂
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He is a cute little critter… Makes me feel kind of sheepish to realize I didn’t mention that we were only borrowing him, puppy-sitting for the day. (Although we’ve had him a handful more times, so he may be a frequent visitor.)
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Maybe he teaches more by being around less 😉
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Naaaaaw! Cute!!
I do miss having a dog.
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Oy, tell me about it; in 2-4 weeks I’ll be moving into a place by myself, losing access to all three of these pups. 😦 If they find me in my new room, petting the toaster and telling it it’s a very good boy, you’ll know what happened.
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Bwahahahaha!
Oh you poor thing! Do you at least get visitation with the pups? Steal them for a “walk” every so often?
Going from pet attention to none is really hard!
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Sammy would be fairly nearby for a couple months at least, but Lucy, the German Shepherd I adore, would be hours away (by the car I don’t own). I suspect my new neighbors will soon know me as “the guy who takes his toaster for walks.”
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Best wishes ❤
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Thanks Hanna! (I was kind of relieved that the puppy overshadowed the uncomfortable personal stuff… ;))
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What a cutie! Welcome back from Cuba. So things are upside down. You strike me as a person who likes adventure, So welcome to your new adventure at home.
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Heh, that’s a good way of looking at it! If I can figure out how to survive midnight arrivals in Tangier, I can figure out Oakland.
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Aw, fine-looking dogs there.
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They are indeed. I have yet to get an image that comes close to showing how pretty Lucy really is, though…
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I hope the suckiness passes soon.
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🙂 Thank you. It is. This post was loitering in my “blogmaking” folder for a while, feeling…not quite right… The issues may take a little while to resolve, but they’re on the up-and-up.
May your week be free from suckiness as well!
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