Dog resilience

[ritaxis]

It's a week and a half since Truffle had an abcessed tooth and two tumors removed. Today she is lively, happy, willing to venture out in the wet, and you'd never know she'd been through that, or that she had arthritis.

I betcha if it was me I'd still be complaining.

Also, you know how I said it was raining when I woke up? It's not still raining, but's it's still wet, and the forecast shows chance of showers nearly every day this week. It's not enough to break the drought, but every drop counts.

(normally it would be raining two days out of five or something for the last two months).

And I did a bad thing today. Yesterday I finished a four-day process of making candied orange peels and I had syrup left that had dripped off the orange peels. I coated walnuts with it and cooked them in butter and . . . ate them.

Also yesterday I saw poppy plants that were bigger than two fists together already.

And I went and watched adorable children dancing Greek dances, but that deserves its own post.

Comments

[harvey-rrit.livejournal.com]

"...And I did a bad thing today. Yesterday I finished a four-day process of making candied orange peels and I had syrup left that had dripped off the orange peels. I coated walnuts with it and cooked them in butter and . . . ate them...."

And this gave you the superpowers necessary to do the bad thing, I surmise?

You are not in violation of Marilyn Niven's Law: "Don't waste calories."

Which is to say, if you eat something that's not on your diet, make sure it's worth it. All of it. The weight and the guilt. It mustn't be made with cheap ingredients or pallid substitutes.

Also, what you made required preparation, and wasn't aimless grazing. It's guaranteed to happen less often.

(This is why I used to snack on microwave popcorn; getting it right-- and it's pointless if you don't-- is an elaborate ritual that takes a good half an hour, and produces a treat that is, frankly, mostly air. Sadly, I learned the connection between corn and kidney stones, and must now switch on conscious attention to my actions when going through the kitchen, as there is no popcorn to occupy my mind and/or mouth.)

[al-zorra.livejournal.com]

It would be lovely if what's falling out of the skies here could be transferred to your neighborhood.

Though you probably wouldn't want the temperatures that go with the falling wet -- everything from rain to sleet to snow and circle around again.

Love, C