Hold on to what is good even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe even if it is a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand even when I have gone away from you.
- Pueblo Blessing
Tuesday, Dec. 21, 2004 - 12:49 a.m.
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Doggy's Ear
My doggy is in a little caged room without food for surgery tomorrow on her puffy ear. That makes me sad and a wee bit worried.
It is minus 23 or something like that with a windchill to minus 40 or something like that. They will shave all the hair off of her cute little fluffy flappy ear and it will have stitches in it all over to close the empty space inside that is now filled with liquid and blood.
She will need a hat, or an earwarmer at least. How can a snow doggy go outside with an naked ear. Too bad I cannot knit REALLY FAST or she'd get a cute fluffy one for Christmas.
Poor hungry doggy alone in the doggy hospital.
She hates that place, and never wants to go to the back.
Who can blame her.
cheers,
wenchie.
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