Yes, I called him that. The little Chihuahua across the Subdivision that would stalk with his owner, often jerking loose and chasing us and any thing that moved. Or didn’t, like a pebble that he felt threatened him or his master. He has chased cats, us, leaves, wind and well you get it. He caused such havoc because his tiny self is a little terror. He gave me a break when my sweet little Pom mix Buddy passed almost as if he knew I was grieving and maybe he did. But now, as i see him from my window sometimes and sometimes from the safety of my front door nearby (should I need to jump back inside) I have learned to just laugh at him. He is a tiny thing but he has no fear. Of ANYTHING or anyone. Maybe I could learn a thing or two from this little creature who thinks he is a Dragon. Actually, maybe I have. 🙂
IMGOSH! I am so over the top right now. lol. Like I have a good bit of time to observe and the Empath in me is going nuts. My senses are more alert than ever and I am for sure able to discern really well right now. BUT, on the UP side I have Salty dog (formerly Lucifer) from across the street to keep me entertained, I play a lot of brain games to keep my mind occupied, I write and I do Yoga even when it makes me cry. Yes. Yoga can make me cry because it is the BEST anxiety/ stress reliever BUT it is also hard. But then when I do rarely get out and see others I know my Empath wire starts up. Then, I get more anxious with all the stuff rolling in my mind so back home to Yoga and Meditation! Goodness, I am a multi-freakout. hahahahahaha.
Most of you know Lucifer by now. He is the neighbors Chihuahua who has always been so mean and so scary that he can scare a dog over a 100 pounds into running from him with those sharp little teeth. If not, here is a quick summary. Lucifer, whom I will now just call “Salty Dog”, would attack and terrorize our neighborhood. People, animals, rocks, leaves and the list goes on every time he would jerk free from his masters hand ( a sweet but timid lady) and he would embark on his rampage, leash trailing behind him. He thought everything was deadly and needed him to kill it. including humans who would just be standing there. He would come after your ankles. we. all. ran. lol
But in 2020, Lucifer changed over the year. Yes, he still chases leaves, rocks, other animals and such but now he has stopped coming after me. He will just, stare, challenge my mind and then go on. We kind of came to a silent agreement this past year. we need more friends than enemies. lol. So, he is tempted at times but I guess he doesn’t smell fear on me anymore. who knows? Either way, from now on, I will call him Salty Dog. Unless he comes after me again. lol
This has been a year if I ever need to switch from negative to positive, this has been it. I realized how much negative was in my mind when battle after after mental battle erupted. Not to say i am totally negative because I have funny days as well but I have had to let go of a lot of it. Toxic thoughts, people, environment and more. But there, as in life, have been really good things and some really bad things that have happened this year. Maybe Covid made the bad things seem worse, I don’t know. So That is what I am trying to do. On the plus side, I have Lucifer (the Chihuahua guard dog to ensure a good chuckle when I am having really bad moments. I mean, as long as I can laugh safely away from him. Have a great day/evening everyone.
I do not live in a million plus Subdivision. It is decent and most of us keep everything pretty nice. But some neighbors look like their house should be on Hoarders which is their choice. i sure don’t care. But guess who gets letters? me. Of course. Let me see. lol. Um, my grass is not green enough. There should be no advertising on the WORK truck that shows our phone number. That would be great except 15 other Vehicles have it. The fence in the back can be seen from the road as can many other houses. The mailbox looks a bit uneven. Gotta love them and the list goes on. However, my neighbor who owns Lucifer or AKA crazy boy, (the Chihuahua) came over to ask about the letters and said she had complaints about him. Because he barks. yeah. he is a dog. They do that. lol. Life with an HOA. Gotta love it! Oh. And no. NOT my house! I wish!
OMGOSH! I went outside and I see the black flash of my husband’s Shepherd running. Oh great. This dog, Raven, is beautiful, smart, a Master Escape Artist from a large Privacy fence. She turns on the outside faucet even though she gets fresh iced water and she has a pool and she has every toy known to man. She destroys them. So, anyway, I finally wrangle her (he, the hubby, is gone of course) into letting me get the leash on her but then she wrangles out of the collar. I finally get THAT back on and I am trying to pull a huge dog in so I can get her into the back. Needless to say. she had torn another portion of the fence out. And to say the least, my back hurts, I tore the tips off of two of my fingernails and she is fine now. I am ready to fall into bed. She is a true, smart escape artist who is like the Velociraptor in Jurassic Park. lol
I wrote recently about the loss of my beloved little Buddy, the Pomeranian/Papillion mix. After 14 years his heart just finally gave out. It had been enlarged on one part for a bit. So, walking in the early morning, I saw him. Lucifer the Chihuahua. At first we stared off but I guess he sensed my sadness. So, instead of charging at me, he turned with his mom and looked back once before trying to kill a blade of grass and a dried up leaf. I just stood there for a moment. I realized even little old Lucifer can have compassion. even if just for a moment.
Tonight I am sitting by my little dog Buddy and praying he will be okay. It is raining hard outside tonight and the tears are falling as I watch him. He is right at 15 years old. we found out a few months ago he had a part of his heart that is enlarged and causes seizures. he had four today. They said no operating because of his age and that he would not live through it. This little guy was there when my daughter died. he would just sit beside me as I cried so many times and never move. He has been with me at my loneliest. He has been my steady, helpful friend my loyal little Buddy. He has helped me through nights of anxiety or panic so bad that I would hold him crying just to get through. So tonight, I am sitting with him. I am going to be his friend so he isn’t alone as we fight through these seizures. I will be his comfort, I will pet him so he isn’t scared. Tonight my sweet Buddy, I am here for you. As it rains from the sky, so it does from my heart. I love you.
So, I finally got to go see my mom and I decided to stay the night with her. Inside, she has three small dogs (all conned into taking by the grandchildren) and they are like rulers of a Kingdom. They do what they want, when they want and how they want. That includes sleeping. I went to bed and her they come. Jumping up with me on my bed except for the 2 pound one who spend s the whole night jumping down only to cry five minutes later for me to put her back up. WOW! Needless to say, I got about two hours of sleep. Yes, they are loved and this is their Kingdom and I must say, they rule it well. hahahaha.
I know dogs like odd things and my little Buddy does but when we realized he goes crazy over shrimp. I was like wow!! He likes it all. I feel like he is Bubba Gump. He likes fried shrimp, boiled shrimp, steamed shrimp, and well, any shrimp. This little guy has some weird things he likes but I just was stunned on this one. On the other end, our cat. Scout, hates them. So the dog loves shrimp. the cat loves Ham. Goes to show you can never tell what an animal will like. Because this puzzle is opposite to me. lol.