typing with a bandage on my thumb

So, what happened to your blog? Yeah, I was asked a few times and I guess my response was that I was thinking about it…. Sometimes life gets in the way – whatever – and just needed down time.

Covid, work-from-home isolation, no travel – it all piled up to a one-foot-in-front of the other Netflix existence and then suddenly the world opened back up. A couple trips, some sand and beaches and dancing to Cinco-de-Mayo in the streets and it feels like I’m alive again.

Then….. along comes a message to “come cuddle some Borzoi” and just like that the house is full of joy. Meet Lena. I know, we said with retirement (in 12 work days!) and after mourning our Jasmine – no more pets. No more dogs. So we got Lena. A 13 week old Borzoi bundle of zoomies, long naps and very sharp puppy teeth; ergo the bandage on my thumb as she missed the chew stick and bit through my thumbnail. Ouch! We’ve got the “sit” down pat and are working on the “no bite”.

In a conversation with my brother in February he told me his last kitty was gone. Freddie was around forever and now gone. No more pets, no more animals he said. I echoed his words and it was like a pact we made to save ourselves the sorrow of losing another friend.

When my profile picture showed me with a puppy, I got a text right away from my brother with a picture of two little orange striped kittens. Seems that very week he went out and found some joy to bring home too. As he later said to me “pets make our lives better” and I agree.

Welcome Lena and kittens. You make us happy. And welcome back to my “random thoughts” blog.

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