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Let Sleeping Dogs Lie…Even In The Middle of Class?

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It’s 27* this morning and Suzi and Sammie were in their traditional spot as I showered. Where is that? In front of the heater, of course. As I stood there, a memory washed over me as though straight from the shower head. It fell on me softly and took me to a place I hadn’t thought of for quite a while.

I drifted back to the time when Suzi was in obedience class over six years ago. We were surrounded by various dogs and owners at the time and were reviewing the exercise that we’d just completed. Now, you and I both know that the verbal chit chat was for the benefit of the owners. Suzi knew it, too. She’s no dummy!

As I sat there, listening intently, she was leaning back on my chest with her belly up to the rest of the world. Since, in order to train dogs to allow us to trim their nails with no trouble, I’d heard that handling each paw was a good thing. So, as I listened, I gently stroked one of her front paws. It must have felt really good, too, for she seemed very relaxed.

The instructor stopped in mid sentence and said, “Is Suzi actually sleeping during class?! I can’t believe it!” Yup! That’s exactly what she was doing. In defense of Suz…naturally, rudeness wasn’t intentional but just happened in the natural scheme of things. After all, shugs were and still are, for that matter, very important to her.

So the class ended on a less instructional note than planned and Suzi was able to snag a little nap so that she’d be refreshed for her next adventure.

To Journal or Not to Journal

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Today is the first time that I’m trying to journal. To be honest, I’m not certain that I have what it takes. So, we could look at this as a test of my…”stick-to-it-tive-ness?” Not to worry — as this certainly won’t be a daily “thing.” Life is out there for the living and I can’t be two places at once. On occasion, however, it might nice to share some thoughts with myself. After all, I’m sometimes the last to know what’s really goin’ on in my own head.

Curiosity abounds! Will this serve any purpose at all? Is there a chance that I might actually benefit from journaling in some way? Some have suggested that I might (since writing has been therapeutic throughout my life). I’ve found, for some odd reason, that the concept of Blogging is whispering to me. To be honest, that thought makes me question my sanity! As enticing as it sounds, it would force me to learn something new! God has blessed me with a thirst for life and learning new things. So, we’ll see…

If I do, in fact, follow through with this little experiment, I’m curious as to (as my BFF would say), “Who cares?!” I’d be more likely to use my old standby, “Who gives a rip?!“ Probably not a soul. But…that’s OK, too, because (and this is actually an original thought) if I remove the reins from the horse, there is no telling where she’ll roam! If this were to actually become a blog, it could get pretty unruly! Who would want to keep up with somewhat random stories, opinions, adventures, rants, dreams, prayers, and even the thoughts of a woman whose spirit feels at least thirty years younger than her body?

My Past may be a nice place to visit, occasionally (if I can find pieces of it worthy of examination or sharing). After all, at sixty-three, thoughts of my yesteryear seem all but extinct. Who knows. I may stumble over an interesting fossil here and there.

The Present seems far more worthwhile since it’s filled with fairly diverse and perhaps slightly relevant things that are current. At least it consists of things over which I have some degree of control. Well, God and I sort of share in that responsibility.

The Future? Well, all I can do with that is to let my mind wander a bit (which it does fairly often) and simply imagine the possibilities.

So, I’ll stop at this point and ponder thoughts that have poured from my fingertips around midnight.