Tag Archive: Milo
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.
To get this guy to this point.
Such a sweetie. This is rare. Rather four adult humans are taking turns taking him outside, preventing his too exuberant play with Shiloh and soon, Sammie.
As of today we’ve named him Milo. He actually comes to that moniker.
Chris goes to bed early and gets up at 3. That’s when I go to bed.
I keep reminding myself of the days when we first got Kali. I often said she was harder to deal with than my 4 children ever were. But years later when she grew old, senile, blind, and ill, I loved her so dearly, a year later I’m still getting tears thinking of her. So, I know this new stuff will fade and our friendship will grow solid and strong.
We miss Sammie and his confidence. Today he finally came out to the living room. He and Shiloh met. I think they will be friends. But poor Milo has so much energy and it scares them.
It’s a work in progress. Oh, did I mention we got spoiled by two days of 70 degrees? Yeah. Beautiful. Walk that pup!
Today is cold and windy. Rain and snow is expected by tomorrow and for the rest of the week, into the weekend.
Walking in this cold is hard for me, especially while trying to train Milo to heel and do his business. So far he only waters little bushes. He saves the other for the warmth of the kitchen. So yeah, a lot to learn for all of us.
That’s it for Shiloh, Milo, Sammie and their humans.
Oh! I almost forgot! Shiloh loves to play the piano. For that I nearly renamed him Ebony.
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