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Photos In & Around

And right now I’m cleaning this up. I’m removing the published photos of others. The photos should only be the ones I have taken. This is going to take a bit of time as I posted way too many! They are appropriately posted in THOUGHTS.

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Memories of Squeek

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Above we have Squeek practicing to be a comma. She did succeed, and impressed many. She would also sit on command.

And here we have Squeek in one of her many box hideouts. She built compounds of plastic bags, boxes, and box tops. Though she wasn’t much for physical activities, she hid out well.

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But the most wonderful thing about that beautiful creature is how she would look directly at anyone who was speaking. To hold her, cuddle her by turing her over, belly up, she would keep her gaze on you as if speaking soul to soul. Gorgeous black eyes. I feel honored to have had her in my life.

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Squeek

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Each time there is a new loss, you’d think it would be easier but it isn’t. It’s harder. Each time they crack the heart just a little more. Each time there’s one more to remember, to meet with the other memories, the other losses. Each time you say, goodbye my love, goodbye. Thanks for being here. Thanks for your dear sweet soul.

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Manitou Trail

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Cactus along the trail as we climbed up the mountain in front of the condo. This part of the trail went along behind the school that was also up above us. It was a beautiful trail.

Last night was movie night here. We watched movies far too late into the night. The cat was the first among us to fall asleep. She only watched for a short while. We all fell asleep with a movie still playing, each to our own movie. I awoke thinking of Manitou and the wondrous trails we would follow and play along as they wound up and around the mountain. They were good thoughts. It was a good trail.

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Bow Wow Lake

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So the kid and I went to Bow Wow Lake for a romp and a swim. We had a fine time there and I earned back my Good Mum status. She is like the little kids whose lips turn blue and they stand shivering with arms crossed, insisting that they aren’t cold, aren’t tired, and certainly haven’t had enough time swimming. She would swim after a toy for hours and insist on just one more throw.

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Tula returning the kong

Here she is, returning the toy for the hundredth time at least. I think it’s curious how dogs aren’t interested in just swimming as we humans do. Dogs need a purpose for the swim that they love.

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And then, on a not so side note, I spent hours, days, trying to bring the iPhone photos in “My Photos” into WordPress.  It was an easy thing, a simple thing. It only took an “Export Photo” under File to do it. Snap.

Sometimes my penchant for not reading instructions or trying the obvious—you know, that thing where you slow down and read—sometimes that is not at all entertaining.

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Wet Dog=Happy Dog

IMG_1877This is an old photo of the current love—Tula. (Of course that’s only one name of many—a shortened form of Talulah.) This is in Colorado where we played in the Manitou stream. Alone or with others, sometimes many others. Where she first met moving water. And became a child of the creek.

We don’t get many chances to do something like that here. But there is a place—Bow-Wow Lake—where dogs can swim and play. And that’s where we’re going today. It’s been too many, many days where she has gone without a swim.

So today she’ll get the joy of the lake and I’ll get the joy of watching her. Double blessed.