Sufficient unto the day is evil enough
Preparation day arrived this warm June day, but I didn’t get out to the porch until late afternoon. It is a shock since I have spent the last so many days inside the airconditioned comfort of my studio, but I have been reading where time in a sauna is beneficial to geezers and dementia. Porch sitting in central Texas in June is much like a sauna, so here I am, albiet not really feeling that my impending senility has been halted all that much.
Some travails of aging are very difficult to discuss, and today I shan’t. But the time when others will control our daily lives is approaching faster than I would like, and many things enter my mind. What will happen to the dogs is a biggie for me. We mostly have rescue dogs other than ‘Becca da Beagle. Annie is the oldest of the lot and has socialization issues. I doubt that she would be adoptable even if she was younger, but she wouldn’t be at this stage in life. I am thinking about starting regular donations to an aging dog rescue with the stipulation that they take care of Annie, no matter how difficult that would be.
And Jenna, another rescue, is a real love. But she has seizures and she sheds. And she is big.
Tic, the youngest addition will probably adjust just about anywhere, but he also has trust issues.
And ‘Becca, though cute, is getting up there. We raised her as a pup and got her from a pet store. We had our reasons, so please be gentle with us!
Usually budgies aren’t hard to get rid of as long as you have a cage for them, so I don’t worry so much about Kippur da Budgie. But we didn’t hand train her so that makes it a bit harder to take care of.
I know that if the state comes and finds us incapable of taking care of ourselves, they will simply call animal control, and euthanize the dogs. That breaks my heart, but given the terrible state that all of us are born into, it might be the most humane choice.
Wonderful pre-shabbat musings, no?
But just for this day, it is sufficient. The bills are paid, the income comes in, the mocking bird scolds me from the pecan tree, the gravel truck speeds by on my once quiet country lane hauling road material for another housing development down the road, the sun came up, and it will sit.
Soon Snookums will call me to the Shabbat meal, and I put aside the days evils long enough to chronicle the day.
Rusty's Armory 
June 9, 2018 at 5:18 pm
I remember when I lived in Galveston, TX many long years ago. Talk about a sauna in the summer!! Oddly enough it was cold as hell in the wintertime. All I had was a gas heater built into the wall in the living room so I would close off the kitchen and dining area and only heat the bedroom, bath and livingroom. The kitchen was so cold that I didn’t need to put my beer, which back then, I drank a LOT of, in the refrigerator. 🙂
I only have one dog and one cat, which were not really mine, but were left with me when two individual daughters moved out. They are both quite old now and I don’t see them being around more than a couple more years. So hopefully I will outlive them, and won’t have to worry, but if not, those daughters need to take care of them . I have decided not to get anymore pets after these pass on to the rainbow bridge or wherever animals go.
Hope you are around for awhile, but if not, I hope someone will take in your pets and give them good homes after all you have done in the rescue organization.
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June 14, 2018 at 10:15 am
I have been to the North Slope of Alaska and high mountains of Colorado in winter, and worked in -57 below weather, and the coldest I have ever been was in Houston in winter where it NEVER froze. 40 degrees will put a damp chill on you that can’t be heated.
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June 13, 2018 at 2:12 pm
That breaks my heart as well. I hope you’ll be able to find good homes for your pets before that day comes….
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June 13, 2018 at 2:41 pm
As for porch sitting in Texas, in June…. no thank you!
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June 13, 2018 at 2:44 pm
Well, it IS sauna like … 😛 … maybe a bit hotter …
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June 13, 2018 at 3:06 pm
My sauna days are over. The older I get, the cooler I want it!
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June 16, 2018 at 7:34 am
Rusty … No more talk about leaving this good earth. OK? You have a lot of living and animal loving to do. Blessings for a peaceful weekend.
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June 16, 2018 at 8:13 am
LOL! I spend much of my musing time upon this strange gift of God. Dying. Or sleeping as the sages put it. Sleeping and reawakening.
But yeah … I should temper my evening writings that tend toward moroseness.
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