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Back again. Was at my Mother's for over a week, while organizing the memorial service for my stepfather. It went well. There were over a hundred ppl there to honor him. Why is it that we all turn out for that, but not for when the person is alive?
The food we prepared went quickly, as did the beer and wine and water and coffee. I started the speeches, by providing random thoughts about the man I knew since 1973. His quirks such as his love for calculators & sliderules; his adoration of my daughter when she was 2 and we lived with them; his wise counsel for my career and investments; about his distain of pets; his winetasting group; his nuclear energy accomplishments; his EE fellowships; etc etc. Several other ppl stepped up and said nice things too. His remaining sibling, his brother by 20 years younger, came out from the East to attend.
Then tragedy....DH left on Monday to come home, while I went over to my daughter's to pick up my 4 yr old GD and then head back home. While pulling up the drive (maybe 300 yds or so), all the dogs, as normal, came rushing out to bark and greet the car. Well, my darling 8 mo old red cattle pup got caught under the front tire of DH's car, because HE WOULDN"T STOP>>>>HE KEPT DRIVING, even at 5 mph. He always said that the dogs should learn. BUT FOR GODS SAKE - Driver was 8 months old and about 4-5 yrs old in human terms. I have screamed at him, threatened him, gotten out of the car on him, since we moved up here in August. STOP THE CAR, let the dogs get settled at seeing who is in the car, and then creep forward. BUT NO>>>>>> he ran over my puppy. He rushed him to the vet, who said that there was no hope. DH called me while I was still driving home, sobbing that he was so sorry, that he should have listened to me. yep.
I'm, of course, devastated. I had to pick up his body on Tuesday. We buried him next to our wood duck pen, where he loved to look and torment the wood duck and mallard. GDaughter picked daffodils and placed them on the dirt pile. She even kissed the dirt pile to say goodbye. She brings up Driver a couple times a day, as she processes the loss. She's the one that named him back in sept when I adopted him. But she hadn't seen him since then.
GDaughter and I went to the Murphys Irish Days parade yesterday. There were 100's of ppl there and the parade was cute. Everyone was wearing green and it was in the low 70's. She threw a few tantrums, thrashing on the street, but I'm wise to her, so even tho ppl glanced at this 4 yr old carrying on, it didn't phase me too much. But boy, am I glad "those" days are over with for me.
Today, I told her we're gonna be farmers. Getting the seeds started. I've never done this before, but I think that I've read enuf to give it a try. Bought some more flourscent fixtures and bulbs at the Wal Mart, to hang on a rack set up in the dining room.
Two questions tho:
1. Diff seeds require diff starting times, etc. I find it very confusing to determine which ones to start first, how to space them, etc.
2. Do I start them in smaller flats and then transplant into larger spaces later? I've been saving flats and pots for about a year, and we have the left over flats from the yr old wine grape plants we put in over a year ago.
Lastly, how in the heck do you all change the title in the journal heading? Seems many of you change it to suit the most recent post contents.
All for now, from the Sierra Foothills, where I'm sure missing my wiggle butt, lover boy, happy heeler, Driver.
The food we prepared went quickly, as did the beer and wine and water and coffee. I started the speeches, by providing random thoughts about the man I knew since 1973. His quirks such as his love for calculators & sliderules; his adoration of my daughter when she was 2 and we lived with them; his wise counsel for my career and investments; about his distain of pets; his winetasting group; his nuclear energy accomplishments; his EE fellowships; etc etc. Several other ppl stepped up and said nice things too. His remaining sibling, his brother by 20 years younger, came out from the East to attend.
Then tragedy....DH left on Monday to come home, while I went over to my daughter's to pick up my 4 yr old GD and then head back home. While pulling up the drive (maybe 300 yds or so), all the dogs, as normal, came rushing out to bark and greet the car. Well, my darling 8 mo old red cattle pup got caught under the front tire of DH's car, because HE WOULDN"T STOP>>>>HE KEPT DRIVING, even at 5 mph. He always said that the dogs should learn. BUT FOR GODS SAKE - Driver was 8 months old and about 4-5 yrs old in human terms. I have screamed at him, threatened him, gotten out of the car on him, since we moved up here in August. STOP THE CAR, let the dogs get settled at seeing who is in the car, and then creep forward. BUT NO>>>>>> he ran over my puppy. He rushed him to the vet, who said that there was no hope. DH called me while I was still driving home, sobbing that he was so sorry, that he should have listened to me. yep.
I'm, of course, devastated. I had to pick up his body on Tuesday. We buried him next to our wood duck pen, where he loved to look and torment the wood duck and mallard. GDaughter picked daffodils and placed them on the dirt pile. She even kissed the dirt pile to say goodbye. She brings up Driver a couple times a day, as she processes the loss. She's the one that named him back in sept when I adopted him. But she hadn't seen him since then.
GDaughter and I went to the Murphys Irish Days parade yesterday. There were 100's of ppl there and the parade was cute. Everyone was wearing green and it was in the low 70's. She threw a few tantrums, thrashing on the street, but I'm wise to her, so even tho ppl glanced at this 4 yr old carrying on, it didn't phase me too much. But boy, am I glad "those" days are over with for me.
Today, I told her we're gonna be farmers. Getting the seeds started. I've never done this before, but I think that I've read enuf to give it a try. Bought some more flourscent fixtures and bulbs at the Wal Mart, to hang on a rack set up in the dining room.
Two questions tho:
1. Diff seeds require diff starting times, etc. I find it very confusing to determine which ones to start first, how to space them, etc.
2. Do I start them in smaller flats and then transplant into larger spaces later? I've been saving flats and pots for about a year, and we have the left over flats from the yr old wine grape plants we put in over a year ago.
Lastly, how in the heck do you all change the title in the journal heading? Seems many of you change it to suit the most recent post contents.
All for now, from the Sierra Foothills, where I'm sure missing my wiggle butt, lover boy, happy heeler, Driver.
I doesn't get easier- we let these animals into our hearts and you miss them terribly when they are not there anymore.
