3rd October, 2018 Wednesday
Dreams were illusive last night.
Tea was Earled at first but greened up later.
Well, I walked this am 10k steps. They, and who actually they are, I know not, say that number is good to reach in a day. My Apple Watch counts and tells me how fast my heart beats and that 10k steps is 5 miles.
Because of bed body puzzling with so many dogs, my left shoulder and a rib are not aligned. Researched chiropractors here in town and must go see one as even my Yoga practice could not realign the reluctant rib head. I was in need anyway after all the year’s of up and down and not much attention to my bones imbalance. Friday at 3:30. Ah.
So we are entertaining, and I say entertaining, the idea of another Zoi. The Zoi has a cousin 3 months younger who has proved herself to be a tender child and wants to love and snuggle. Like My Zoi, she will be passive to the leadership of Deerhounds and The Wizard.
The reason, you are wise to ask, as to why I would add another pup right now? Zoi would like to play and play and play all day and none of what she lives with feels the same. I feel sad for her sometimes as I watch her find her games all by herself. She is not dismayed but I do feel it for her.
The Cousin Zoi is sweet and would be willing to race and play all day until they both are way too grown to want to do that all day long.
Husband is so smitten he says why not. Oy, that helps. Tell me NO, six is enough.
But we have had seven before and made it work.
I have a day to ponder.
More poo, another body in the bed or we may have to banish all of them. My poor bones do not like to lie all twisted in the space that is Dog Not. Another to be trained, another to be slotted in and right now there feels a space but it may not be big enough.
We’ll see. Any thoughts?
In the meantime, I opened up the dog door to the great big field and in a nano, Wizard taught the Zoi she could wheel in or out on her own depending how she feels. They raced and raced and Wizard just had to bark and bark at our neighbor busy with his digging a great huge hole which I have been told is intended as a pond. Our geese would like that but I am not sure that busy neighbor who is not fond of fowl would find that fun enough.
Last night I caught on film The Zoi disturbing Husband as he cooked our dinner. They were quite disarming.
And this am again I swifted my phone’s movie app again in time to catch the Zoi zooming with The Corgiette.
And then later in the morning which I did not catch, The Zoi engaged my Oldest in a game of Tag, You’re It. I watched my Oldest’s face become the face she wore so long ago, just full of fun and play. Her face at 8.
No, parenting is not a linear experience. It is a 3-d Helix of memories, emotions up and down, worry and a drive to do what’s right all the damn time regardless of the Pocket or the Heart costs. I so enjoyed her having her child Zoi Joy. The Zoi adores her too.
Day was clear and chill and lawn is dressing up with its early layer of leaves.
Ta.
Tea With Me 