Wednesday, November 07, 2018

Just hold my paw...

"It came to me that every time I lose a dog they take a piece of my heart with them, and every new dog who comes into my life gifts me with a piece of their heart. 
If I live long enough all the components of my heart will be dog, and I will become as generous and loving as they are." ~ Anonymous

She shares in my delight in every adventure.

She wakes up every morning and steals my heart again.

She knows things she can't possibly know. Today was difficult beyond measure with Lochlan. This dog climbed into the backseat to lay herself against Lochlan during one screaming fit in the truck. He instantly calmed and even laughed. Then, when I sat down on the floor to cry and try not to scream out in fury and frustration, she laid her head in my hands and looked at me imploringly. I instantly felt comforted and hopeful. 

Partners in Crime.

She's hilarious but expects you to take her seriously. #radiantbeauty

It's a bird... it's a plane... no, it's a supermoose!

Just hold my paw and you will know comfort.

Monday, November 05, 2018

Ratforest, the jellyfish

This life... extraordinary in all that is ordinary. In each day, I am surprised when the joy and delight of the simplest happenings diminish (erase?) the sheer magnitude of the impossible. 

"Mama, I bought you this red jar [with $.25 of his hard earned money] so you could put your flowers in it, because I know you love beautiful things." Paugie, you are one of the most beautiful things I have encountered in this life. 

He made me a delicious salad for breakfast, with fresh lettuce, basil, mint, apples and topped with pesto and vinegar. He told Lori in a video message that he would make her one when she came to visit and that if she called him when she got near the house, he would have it ready when she came up the driveway. :-) 

To know (and receive) the genuine love of a creature as magnificent and fragile as a horse is a gift indeed. 

To find a friend who cares for the ones I love and treats them with kindness and love, is a gift beyond measure. Kathy bestows goodies to my horses, dogs, and children on a daily basis. :-) 

The bond of affection between a boy and his duck is humbling and strangely profound.

When this human successfully finds a way to communicate, my heart usually stops, momentarily, and it takes sincere effort to not shout in jubilation. As I (guiltily) distracted myself on Facebook late one evening, Lochlan hovered, hopefully. Finally, he grabbed his talking device and pressed, "Finish" not once, not twice, but three times. When I asked him if he wanted me to finish so that I could go to bed, he smiled and clapped his hands! In this season of so many (communication) frustrations, hope still reigns. 

This man is a thorough composite of serious opinions/ideas and absolute hilarity. After three too many gagging imitations at dinner, I promptly sent him to bed, only slightly less than starving. After some weeping and gnashing of teeth, he quieted down, but when he softly called, "Mama?" I definitely still snarled, "What Kelty???!!!" He demurely responded, "Mama, I just need to kiss your face." I'm not ashamed to admit that he took the snarl right out of me. He kissed my face and went back to bed. 

Assisting me in my efforts to decipher what he had drawn on his paper, He stated, "Mama, that is Ratforest, my jellyfish." Obviously.

And speaking of sea creatures, his favorites are "octopisses". I have tried to clarify the difference between octopus and octopiss(es), but to no avail... 

As he hoofed it out the door to embrace the day's adventures, he stopped and announced, "Mama, I really think you should know that there is love in my heart for you right now." Whew!

"Mama, I need to change my head." "Why? You have such a nice face. You should probably keep that face." "Well, I'll keep the handsome, but I should probably change my head." ???????? Later, he told me he was talking about his toothbrush head. Naturally. 

After he found a watch and started wearing it. He suddenly shouted, "Hurry! You have 4 seconds!" "Until what?" I responded with alarm. "Until our worlds collide and I become the boss!" 

When I asked Madigan if he'd like to be the parent for the day, he said, "Yes! I would love that!" I spelled out what that looked like for the day, and he scrunched up his face and said, "I'd like the power, but not the responsibility." Genius. 

This red head is full of creative ideas, solutions for every problem, enough energy to implement every idea he has and the ability to motivate us all to things we do not actually believe we can achieve. He is an inspiration to me. 

During tea time one morning, he kept interrupting us, so we turned on him and started interrupting him while he was talking. As his frustration mounted, he said, "If you don't stop interrupting me, I'm going to curse?" "What curse word did you have in mind?" I asked. "Probably 'fart'." If you're going to make a bad choice, that's a pretty good way to go. :-) 

 And, of course, there's always the hilarious and absurd. 

Grab your sunglasses because sheeze a radiant beauty! 


Utilizing more mobile methods for cheesecake cooling, due to the recent rise in cheesecake thefts.

It might be pumpkin pie for dinner. Or, it might be refried bean casserole. #labelthiefinourmidst