Magically bored on a quiet streetcorner
Why should I care?
It's been a while. I know. Whatever.
For the past week or so, I have been in the grips of a major cleaning frenzy. My place is really starting to look like a home...only a year and a half after I moved here. Oh well. The wardrobe has been put together, stained, and sealed. A year of paperwork has been gone through and filtered. My closet has been cleaned and two shopping bags of clothes from within donated to charity. My bookshelves are in the process of being reorganized. So much accomplished. heeee.
Well, Colin has had his third strike. Boy was supposed to call me at the end of last week to do the final final planning for his trip out here. No call. I'm not calling him either--I did that the last two times he ditched his calling responsibilities. I'm not his mom, man. That's just wrong. So, we'll see, I suppose. I may end up giving Bart and Tanya the Blueman Group tickets I purchased for his visit to make sure we had them.
Hopefully, I will get to see the Otter this coming week-end. We'll see. He was checking into us having some time alone on Saturday night since he will have take a short trip out of state on Sunday to deal with some family stuff. Our original plan was to snag some time Sunday. Oh well. Life happens.
And I need to sleep.
G'night!
3 Comments:
Puppies and Communication.
Have you ever noticed that you can spend a dog's lifetime with your pet and never actually understand what they mean? Sure, we "imagine" what they're saying to us, in human terms, with human bias and context.
A true conversation, however, is totally lost between the species.
It would be really cool to grasp the true meaning of what these animals are trying to express. To confirm with them that we do understand and will accommodate them in whatever way we can.
Now, humans can be more complex. They say one thing, but mean another, but if you confront them the truth, they'll deny everything. However, there are others who will disprove that theory.
Colin is an interesting case. Similiarities have been drawn between Colin and the canine species in the past.
In many cases, it may be true. He has limited memory, he has an abundance of joy for familiarity, but once removed from that stimuli, it's "out-of-sight-out-of-mind" and he'll be off exploring some other place looking for things to dig up, or bury. He will never take the initiative unless there's a threat to his life or another one close to him, or he's hungry. He is motivated largely on a personal needs basis.
He's a good boy when he wants to be, and a scratch behind the ears goes a long way.
You may never truly learn what's going on in his head as he snuffles around the yard.
He doesn't know any better.
But, like all good boys, he will be overjoyed to see you again, when he sees you and you'll have a grand time.
I suppose it is a curse then of mine to be a dog-person, huh?
Dog people are cool.
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