Sleepy Time

Simba is a stubborn young Shiba. He can't just go to sleep. He has to know what is going on around him at all times. He loves taking naps in the car but will only do so when he has fully inspected everything to make sure no remnants of treats are lurking about. Then he peers outside, scratching at the window. The other day he even tried to commit suicide by sticking his head out the window and opening it further. I had to pull him by the collar to drag him back in. After he has gotten his fill of the assorted scents he begins to feel euphoric enough to settle down. However, Mr. Simba does not go to sleep so easily. He holds his head up high and fights it. Then the eyes begin to flutter and the head bobs as he struggles to hold himself up. It always makes me chuckle because he can't just relax. If he is trying to nap at home, he always finds the best location so that he can see where everybody is located at all times. Forget doggy beds! Simba wants human beds and he doesn't particularly like to share. He will leave you high and dry. So if you're thinking of cuddling you better hold on tight because he will use all of his strength to get out of the Kung Fu grip!

Bitter

The bitter cold of winter has finally hit and there are times when my bones ache so much I want to cry. There is no reason for me to have this problem but ever since I was a child, the cold made my bones ache in the worst way. The doctors don't know what the problem is. Now I wrap myself in the warmest heating blankets and cuddle with the pups as much as I can.

These cold nights when I wake up in a flash or simply can't settle down; I lay in the silence and can't help but think of the people who have come and gone. Then I realize how much I have changed and how some of the most basic decisions I have made in my life were actually quite life altering. The thing about pain and solitude is that you have no choice but to focus. Focus on getting better, focus on a pleasant thought or focus on NOT focusing. Right now I am trying to focus on not taking life so seriously all the time. I look at how peacefully Buddha is sleeping and see his little paws twitch as he dreams. What does his dream consist of? Food? Play? Well, with Buddha I think that he is always dreaming of food. Even my dreams are complicated. SHEESH! Time to relax.