When Hilda was a puppy 3 years ago.

Time

Another summer is coming to an end. The kids are back in school. My grass needs rain and the flowers need watering. The tomatoes are red and sweet. Hilda is pregnant or she is doing a great impression. Lately she has been very needy. She wants to be petted and her ears scratched. She is still romping and barking for her rawhides. This will probably change when the pups get here. She will be busy feeding and cleaning them. It makes a dog mature to have puppies. We will miss our puppy Hilda but she will give us a replacement. Time has a way of growing things, flowers, tomatoes, puppies and children. How precious time is.

Dog Days

I think I know what they mean when they say dog days. It is when all you want to do is lay around and sleep like your dog does. I have been living in dog days for a few days now. Last evening I attended meditation class again and sleepiness was one of the topics. It seems that sleepiness is often used as an aversion. If you don't want to face something or if you are angry and don't want to admit it. That kind of thing. It can also be that you are out of balance or most obvious of all you plain ain't getting enough sleep. I think I am out of balance. With the heat I was sitting and reading a lot. Not active enough. Last night I went for a bike ride, it was pleasant with the breeze and the drop in humidity. There could be a little aversion going on. I have been trying to decide when and if, to retire completely. The choice is between not working and being poor and working part time and being poor. Tough choice. No wonder I'm sleepy!