| A "Winfrey Marionette"
All of the Vets and staff who saw Winfrey noted how very very
good and cooperative she was. She took it all in stride. That has
always been her nature. She states her case if she does not want to
do something, but knows if she has to and when it is good for her.
Over the weekend, she had two IV's, one for fluids, one for food.
The Vet said, "Pardon the time it is taking to get her ready
for you to see her, we have to deal with the tubes." I pictured
a "Winfrey Marionette" in my head and said so, which made
the Vet laugh.
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Thank you AGAIN
profusely everyone for your phone calls and emails of support!!!
Holy Cow (again Winfrey wants to chase them... well she ain't chasin
"holy cows" for another several years I pray! :-) I had just
finally cleaned out my In box of a few hundred messages, and I am back up
to 125. Y'all rock! Y'all bark! WOOF WOOF ARF WOOF! It is amazing
the stories and reinforcement you have sent.
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I told a friend on recently that I don't think us
humans share enough of our heart felt moments, pain and pleasure, so
that we many times feel isolated. Does not matter who you are, it
still happens. Complacency on the modern day habitual tread mill
effectively isolates us when we should realize there are less
than 150 full moons to bark at in a typical doggie life, and less
than 933 in the average human life in the US. There is no time for
complacency.
Winfrey's rules
for life Number 1:
Never waste a
full moon.
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| It is wonderful when we open the door to
communication... especially in these moments... all of a sudden we
start hearing that there are others with the same problems, we are
not alone, we understand each other, and we can help each other out,
even if just wishing each other well. There is NO REASON for
heartbreak! And we can go on appreciating what we have and meeting
the next challenge whatever it may be. That rocks! That barks!
Again leave it up to our fury little friends to remind us of
these lessons to take care of each other. It is not just about the
furry friends, is it?
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The squirrels are
still on vacation.
No we cannot go to doggie park right away. The squirrels will get a
little longer vacation. (I can hear them now saying "yippie!")
Believe it or not this weekend after visiting Winfrey in San Mateo, I went
to a park to chill out, and actually chased a squirrel for her. I know
most of you reading this KNOW I would do that. The little squirrel kept
rounding the tree, stopping on branches, looking at me, and saying,
"What wild hair got up your butt!??! You don't have a tail. Why are
you chasing me?" Well, Winfrey does not have a tail either.
The Queen's Taste
Tester
We have some time to get back up to snuff. Speaking of snuffing, we
still DO NOT know what caused this. So, as I wrote in a letter to a
friend, just like ten years ago when Winfrey got "bounced" by a
truck and survived, my "mega maternal instinct" again is on high
alert and I am going to hawk over every little thing she even thinks about
sticking her nose in. Heck, I'll stick my nose in it first! Yes that is
right, I am going to be the "Queensland Heeler's Taste Tester!"
Long live the Queen! HA! HA!
Cat's, Sheep, Cell
Phones, and Baby Elephants
So this afternoon we took a cat nap. Ironic huh? To get to sleep we
counted, I mean herded sheep. Winfrey cannot jump on anything so stayed in
her little doggie bed on the floor. I hung my arm over my bed to scratch
her on the head and fell asleep. Well what happens when you hang your arm
over the bed and fall asleep? YOUR ARM FALLS ASLEEP. The phone rang and I
went to pick it up. Nice way to drop a phone.
Tonight we are chillin out listening to Mancini music. OK
I am listening to Mancini, Winfrey is sleeping. There is something
soothing about the "Baby Elephant Walk" after going through a
traumatic week.
A sneak preview of
Winfrey's future
SOOOO Winfrey and I promise that we are going to share our creativity
with y'all for being so supportive. We think you already know that there
are a few shedded Winfrey hairs worth as of the last 12 years. Time to get
the archives ONLINE!
Today I went out and bought a tablet mouse so that Winfrey and I can
draw better on the PC. Yes the Winfrey cartoon has begun!
Winfrey's Famous
Friends
There are EVEN Movies! As you know, this is not just
about Winfrey. IT is about all of her pals, human and furry. Here is a
movie of her buddy Gumbo dancing to Mambo #5. No joke!
Click here for
Gumbo's Mambo!
Final thoughts until
her next update:
We ain't out of the woods yet. Winfrey needs a lot of TLC to
fully recover.
Moments like this definitely turn on a different energy... a thousand
thoughts, some good, some not so good. Focus is intense. Priorities
immediately change. Things that where worried about before are now specs
of dust blowing by. It is such an obvious statement to say that life is
short. We've heard it, we forget it, we hear it again, we forget it again.
Then life smacks us upside the head. Yeah a fuzzy little doggie named
Winfrey was my reminder, a catalyst. My mom said it when she said,
"That's the best friend you'll ever have!" We both know this is
not just about Winfrey. Anyone reading this knows there is a much bigger
picture. Many of you have had your own reminders in the last year. Haven't
we all with some of the large events going on right now. We are lucky to
have each other for the blink on Earth we got. Make the best of it!
A phrase has been echoing in my head for days now, "Complacency be
damned!" Ain't sitting on our butts for long once she gets better. We
got some life to live, squirrels to chase, car window dog nose art to
create, doggie percussion music to play, etc. etc. etc.
Yep a fuzzy little doggie causes all that seriousness to pour out of
the mind of a guy who totes rubber chickens around with him. :-) We love
you little buddy!
Love,
Hans
Click
here to go to Winfrey's Website: www.dingoweb.net
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