Christmas/Holiday Headlines 2011

Christmas/Holiday Headlines 2011

so this is what happened this year:

1.  I made the best lemon cake for Easter.

2.  Radames expanded his pigeon collection to include flyers.

3.  We went to Cape Cod for vacation, again.

4 .We went to a sold out rock concert, well actually a blues guitar concert.       http://jbonamassa.com/2011/11

5.I turned 50 and no one, not my Mother, my Aunt, my doctor, or older friends told me that the padding on the bottoms of my feet would go:  Ouch.

6.  They tell us their out there, the wild pigs, but we still haven’t seen one.

7.  35 plus blog posts about Time Warner Cable/rural broadband and a meeting with our local head honcho;  still no build out from Time Warner .6 miles up the road.

8.  Three years of promises:  finally saw the New York skyline at night, thank you Radames.

9.  After more than a year, I saw  good friends in March:  one from Greece, one from Uruguay, and one from Sherburne, NY.

10.  Phoebe and Tazz went to find a new trail and we miss them so.

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trail...early winter evening
School of Ornithology bird trail

getting over Phoebe

flowers with Phoebe in mind

is near impossible.  We still do not know what killed her, what sent her into one, long continuous seizure from which there was no recovery.  We have considered many things:  a poisonous mushroom; tics; and dog food.  There was nothing that showed up on the gross anatomical necropsy and we are waiting for the pathology. Some people have said   “get another dog,” but it isn’t quite that easy when you lose a Phoebe.  Phoebe was just one big hunk of love and as a testament to this, many of our friends have said they felt a genuine loss themselves when they learned about Phoebe’s passing.

Of course, as I did before the age of 15, I’d like to turn it all over to God or some universal design that I can’t possibly understand.  But, in truth, when it comes down to it, what I think is that Phoebe’s sudden death was just part of the nature of things.  Her death being one of the most cruel:  here one minute, gone the next.  Either way, God, the universe, nature, like many beautiful, lovely creatures, gone too soon leaving a paw print etched in our hearts.  And for me, the reminder that nothing can be taken for granted, life is all a gift and as my friend use to tell me, over and over again when I was about 30, “Remember, tomorrow is promised to no man”  (or creature).

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