I’ve previously talked about Cait having serious puppy hunger. By the looks of it, it’s getting worse by the day! While I love Aussies to pieces, even I find this photo gulp-worthy.
This condition is called Vasovagal syncope which causes you to faint because your body overreacts to certain triggers, such as the sight of blood. It’s actually a hereditary condition she got from her father. He also faints at the sight of any blood.
Fortunately for Cait, she only faints at the sight of her own blood. She’s got no problem swimming in other people’s blood.
Good thing for her, since she’s currently scribing at a couple of Emergency Departments.
Cait is going through “a phase” where she prefers to be independent in every imaginable way, including relationships. Some of it, I think, stems from being in a time-sucking pre-med program with a concurrent job in an ER, while looking at looming med school debt. So I wasn’t surprised to get this text. Yet I can’t help myself but want to encourage her to be more open to all of life.
And, just like her, she snapped me back to “just appreciate the meme” —not everything has to be a teachable moment. Copy that.
*If you can’t read the yellow text on the photo, it says “I don’t need a man, I need money sweetie.”
I have lived in this house, on this property, for a very long time. The longest I’ve lived anywhere by double.
And I like to think that I’m an observant person because I usually am.
But this totally slipped by me for who knows how long. Until a few days ago.
(Actually, it was Cait who noticed it while home because her two roommates contracted covid. But that’s another story.)
A MULBERRY TREE!! Bearing mulberries. Lots of them!
So, of course, I immediately went to what is the best way to harvest the mulberries. And tah dah!
As I’ve previously shared, Cait has serious puppy hunger. And she flip flops back and forth between getting an Aussie now (the power of Kiera lives on) or waiting a bit.
I try to remain neutral and supportive because I know there is never a “good” time to get a dog. You just have to decide to make it work. So I listen and look as she shares feelings and Australian Shepherd breeder websites.
I thought that I might just get her a stuffed Aussie for Christmas to tide her over. Something to hold on to and snuggle with.
Cait has just finished up a rollercoaster year of service at a charter school for underprivileged kids that has culminated here. She needs to write a book about these kids. Unbelievable journey, in every way.
Amazing kids-all. Mine and theirs. Makes me feel there’s hope for the world, after all.
The winds, they are a blowin’ today. Skies are blue. Clouds are billowing. Air is crisp. And I LOVE it!
From early childhood and my first sailing days, these kinds of windy days have always made me feel excited and alive.
I guess I’ve passed this onto Cait. Not the love of sailing part, necessarily, but with assigning the description of windy days to “good sailing” days.
So when she, likewise, shares with me that it’s a good sailing day where she is, there is no need for further explanation. Message sent and received. Joy shared.
Cleaning out the attic last night and came across this. Happy Mother’s Day to me again!