I immediately got out this sea turtle. I love sea turtles. Well, anything to do with the ocean.
Tag Archive: Milo
I’m still slowly coming around. I’m still doing little bits of everything. What I’m learning in my old age is how even little bits get the job done. What am I on some kind of race? Just with myself. I just need to be patient.
While we’re watching local news I use the stationary bike while working on Duolingo. It’s interesting how the exercise my legs helps my brain.
When I move to my Dabbling Den, Chris hops on the bike. He’s working very hard lately. He went from five minutes to 30 minutes for 5 miles (like I do). We are neck to neck in this gentle race.
From around 10:30 Shiloh and Sammie gather in my Den. Shiloh will walk on the piano keys to let me know what I’m supposed to do. I’ve begun to call her ‘Mom’ as she gets insistent about my practice time. Sammie just sleeps in a little bed under my diamond painting table.
It’s time to teach more new tricks to the yearling pup. We’ve finally let him leashless around inside the house. He’s barking is less. We’re getting better sleeping at night.
Four adults make sure rain or shine that Milo gets lots of walks leashed in the yard.
Still, we’re working on him not pooping in the hall, even when the job’s been done moments before outside.
But he responds to his name and ‘come’. But so much more training needs to happen.
Thank you, Linda and Stream of Consciousness for the remainder to teach him to ‘shake’. It should be easy. Another way to bond with this cuddle-bug.
(R)eviewing the creative week.
I’ve finally added vocal warmups to my music time. And as of today I actually accompanied myself to Somewhere Over the Rainbow, and God Bless The Child. True my voice was weak as my concentration was on playing. But I take the win that I sang the words. That’s one more line to keep track of.
I seem to only have a half hour on the piano. I’m working increasing my time. I think I’ll try a few quarter hours in the evening.
This is working on the exercise bike. Increasing time or mileage in one sitting. But then grab a ride here and there helps.
And now the daily walks around the yard with Milo, I’m feeling healthier.
DH took a couple good pics.
I’m sorry A-Z Challenge, I’m so behind. But I’ll try to make up the alphabet soup on Monday. I’m two book reviews behind, too. My brain thinks we have a newborn. And Finishing Friday is sadly behind.
I did finally get to the doctor’s office for my routine physical. Yay, ME! Now for all the follow through.
I found this on one of my favorite groups on Facebook, Returning Piano Students. This group is inspiring and challenging.
Speaking of piano, I gave myself all Fs a couple days ago. And gave up at 10 minutes. Lack of sleep can make the brain into mush. I couldn’t stay in any key signatures and misread ledger lines. But today all went well. It was fun.
Pat the dog. Pat with both hands. Don’t take a nap or sleep at night. Pat the dog with all your might.
This silly poem, inspired by Milo. But he does it in his sleep.
Our lives feel weird. We are blessed. But we admit to questions. My husband and I don’t necessarily believe in reincarnation. And in the case of the new cat who was born while her doppelganger lived with us it seems impossible. Oh, and by the way, we’ve finally got the close under the skirt, to find Shiloh is female.
So, we had Teddy from the time he was a young kitten.
Rosey was 12 when we rescued her.
Kali was an older dog when we adopted her.
Over a year ago we lost each ine over the rainbow bridge.
We felt the losses profoundly.
Even as we felt that, we knew there were furry friends who needed new forever homes.
Manifesting, prayers, the screaming cries of our souls?
We are each feeling the gratitude and wonderment. We didn’t seek out replacements. As my vision board showed, I needed a small dog. My specifics were merely someone small enough for me to pick up.
Yet, somehow we got Sammie
Cat and dog doppelgangers. Living the dream.
This is me gently playing the A-Z challenge. Yes, I’m a day ahead but who knows how long that will last.
Already? This week is a blur. A fuzzy blur.
I pulled out my knitting for the first time this week. So I can only claim a couple of rows in Chris’s socks this morning. So it’s not worth taking a picture. I still have a couple of inches of arch ribbing until the heel. The other two pair, I’ve done nothing.
I did finish more books so over the next few days I’ll post reviews.
I didn’t even get around to playing piano today and the week has been full of short sessions. One day I only managed 15 minutes. Today, none.
I’d love to blame the trio of fuzz but honestly, I drank too much caffeine yesterday so spent my night in bed as a tree full of owls. I’ll try to make up for it over the weekend.
The real progress has been our fur babies.
Milo, oh, by the way, that’s the pup’s new name, finally did his business outside instead of the kitchen and hallway. He rarely barks at us as we come out of other rooms. It was so hard at first. He seemed never to recognize us. And he was over-rambunctious around his black buddy, Shiloh, now he’s calming down.
Sammie is finally joining the rest of us. So it may not be long until he feels his confidence again.
Hopefully, we will all be able to be calm and sleep.
Darswords 
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