Today we are going to Muse about a number of things. If this is your first visit, welcome to Musings. If you have been here before, welcome back. Over time we are going to talk about many things: the past, the present, perhaps the future, travel, art, society and more. Wherever my musing takes me. I hope you will come along with me.
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This weekend we took the Grand Celebration cruise to Freeport, Bahama and back. We boarded Kiko and Teddy, our dogs, with our veterinarian. Kiko had been acting strangely, pacing, wandering around, not able to lie down comfortably. I thought it was part of doggie alzheimer’s. She was nearly fourteen. Sadly the vet examined her and discovered a very large tumor in her abdomen.
The doctor explained that if we elected surgery Kiko would be six to eight weeks recovering. Surgery often causes defibrillation which can cause blood clots and strokes. Further there was a two-thirds chance that the tumor was cancerous. And the life expectancy for a Shiba Inu was 12 to 15 years. Kiko was deaf and going blind.
All this was very hard to accept but in the end we did not feel we could put her through that. We had her euthanized. Words are strange. We can say “We put her to sleep” or “We put her down” or “We had her euthanized”. But we don’t say “We put her to death” which is what it all means.
We miss her.
I have not been very focused the last couple of days and, as a result, have not given much thought to my Musings. However, friends have sent me a few things I will share with you.
For Our Friends Up North
A Prayer for Boston
Almighty God, who made the green grass on the Fenway, the blue waters of Dorchester Bay, and the tan sands on the Cape, we have a simple prayer: Enough with the snow already. Whatever mysterious point you’re making about endurance, or patience or your own awesome power, we get it: we’ve endured, we’re plenty patient, and we get that you can do the snow thing. And we know that you know the old joke about how if the Pilgrims landed in Florida first this part of the country would never have been settled, but we love it here. We love the spring, especially on Boston Common. We love the fall, especially in the suburbs. And we love the summer, especially on Cape Cod, on Cape Ann, and on the South Shore. We love all those beautiful parts of your world. But we’ve had it with the snow. I mean, have you looked out my window? So we’d like to ask you to stop sending us the snow. And, just to be clear, when we say snow we also mean freezing rain, sleet, black ice, any kind of flurries, and that new creation of yours thundersnow. We promise we’ll be good during Lent, we’ll be kind to one another, and we won’t ask for another thing, at least until the Red Sox start to play. Amen.
Explaining the Process of Maturing
For Those Who Love Words
|“Lexophile” is a word used to describe those that have a love for
words, such as “you can tune a piano, but you can’t tuna fish” or “to
write with a broken pencil is pointless.”
Here are some to smile about:
And the cream of the twisted crop:
more to come
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