I am baaaaaaack!
I must apologize for the long hiatus from posting, but even though I am quite amazing in all that I do, writing is one I am not capable of. Since mom and I last posted we have relocated and downsized our living environment, leaving no time to write. This new phase in our lives has been so exciting for me as I went on a lot of car rides and explored many new things, none of which have stressed me, with one exception, a scheduled Doctor visit, which has been a big relief for mom. Seeing me thrive in all this chaos, she made the remark that I have been reborn into my 7th life. I think she is mistaken as I figure it is more like my 6th!
Mom and Dad however have had to deal with a lot of stress. Though they did a lot of thoughtful planning, those plans like other well laid plans needed adjusting. This glitch. along with extended family drama added more stress to what is normal and expected when relocating and downsizing one’s living environment. The original plan to rent a condominium went by the wayside, for upon finding one we really liked. it required putting our name on a waiting list. With the quick sale of our home, our plan needed amending to include apartments. Dad did not want to reinvest the money from our home sale into another due to the unstable economy. With retirement in the not too distant future, part of his plan is to move far way from this area when he retires. Tied to a home that may or may not sell at a profit. due to the health of the economy, is something he wants to avoid. Apartments added in the search of a new home depressed mom for she values her privacy and quietness. Mom tried hard to hide her depression. Dad sensing this became frustrated and stressed. Sensing their moods, no matter how hard they worked to hide it, I tried to assure them all would be OK. I would divide my time with each, jumping up onto their lap to head-butt a hand until it lifted to pat my head. When the petting ceased, I knew their negative, stressful thoughts had returned and I’d head-butt again. When I felt the tension abate, I would then go to the other lap and administer my stress releasing therapy. This kept me busy till we secured a new home.
We finally found an apartment home, relieving some of the stress, knowing we finally had a place to move to. Mom’s depression lifted a little upon seeing the location and layout of our new home. On the arrival, mom placed me on the new carpet, that met my high approval. It had no previous owner’s smell. With no old scents to distract me I began exploring our new surroundings with the aid of the bright morning sun coming through the windows, allowing me to see shapes through my partially blind eyes. When I located the slider that led to the veranda, mom would not let me out. “Sorry old man. You have to wait till we secure this area.” When I voiced my displeasure she assured me that it was first on the list of things to get done.
True to her word, on the second day in our new abode, mom and dad went shopping and brought back privacy lattice for the veranda. I watched through the slider as they hung the privacy lattice. With the job completed mom allowed me out and I assisted her in decorating. To cover the clean, but stained concrete, we laid indoor/outdoor carpet. Next, we hung ferns, arrange the white metal lawn furniture brought from the front deck of our old home, then mom placed a big pillow cushion to my delight, for me to lounge on, on the carpeted cement. Though nothing like my old secured back yard, with grass and plants and more room to wander and hunt in, this area has become my favorite place, and as before mom leaves the slider open when she is home so I can come and go as I please. Every morning mom and I go out on the veranda to watch the morning sun rise and enjoy the quiet solitude, she sipping coffee and I lounging on my new cushion. Yesterday, after many unusually dry days, it rained. The smell of the newly moistened ground and the sound of the gentle raindrops had a soothing effect on both of us. This also has become her favorite spot.
Taken with mom’s Droid
From the veranda I can watch the neighbors come and go. This is also why mom wanted a privacy lattice for they can see us on the veranda without it. It is an interesting pastime as we now live in an area known as Silicon Forest, home to Intel, Nike, NVIDIA, Symantac, Epson and many other tech. firms. Our neighbors come from all over the world, speaking many languages and wearing native attire. Some have dogs whom they walk. Seeing this prompted me to get mom to do the same for me. I went to the door and began calling out to her that I wanted to go for a walk. Being well-trained, she stopped her unpacking of a box and informed dad, as we headed out the door, that she and I would be taking a break for a walk.
Sir Clarence James on a walk bout.
Taken with mom’s droid.
Our first walk took a long time, but only covered a short distance. I had to explore every inch of our new place. Subsequent walks grew in distance as I became more acquainted with sights, sense and sounds in my new environment. To my delight I discovered Blue Jays, crows, doves and squirrels also living in the area. I have made a new acquaintance with Max, a golden retriever, who we meet on walks almost daily. Mom loves petting his sleek, soft shiny coat. I don’t mind as he is a true gentleman and greets me nose to nose, none of that butt sniffing stuff! I also met an annoying little mutt that was unsure of what I was, or if I was going to swat him or not. This suited me fine as he kept his distance, while jumping and yapping all around me. A cute little puppy wiggled and rolled in front of me trying to entice me to play, but her youthful enthusiasm would have been too much for this old man to handle so I just laid down and watched her wiggle. She was quite entertaining.
As usual, I have become a neighborhood attraction when mom and I take our walks. People stop to pet and talk to me, even if mom and I don’t understand what they are saying. Their actions and expressions are friendly and enthusiastic. Others walk by, pretending not to notice as they watch me out of the corner of their eyes. All amazed that I just walk along-side mom without a leash. When I want to go off the side-walk and into a garden area, I will stop at the garden’s edge. Then I will attempt to go into the garden. If mom does not say anything, I will continue into the garden area. If she says “No!” I will complain a little then continue walking on the side-walk.
Taken with mom’s droid
While we walk, I must have mom to my left due to my failing eye-sight. If she gets on the wrong side, I stop and wait for her to notice her mistake. Once she has resumed her place, to my left, we resume our walk. These walks happen twice a day. I love my new home!
Sir Clarence James, assistant to photographer, Dee Browning