Gone

When my first basset Homer died, as I was packing his things away, I washed all the dog beds one last time.  I couldn't wash the stuffing, but I thought I should put it in the dryer to kill anything.  When the stuffing came out of the dryer, the lint trap was full of Homer's fur.  I was so happy becuase I had forgotten to get some of Homer's fur before he was cremated.

Jake died on Friday.  I did remember to get his fur, but more is always better.  The same bed that Homer slept on, Jake slept on.  I had planned to do the same thing.  Except when I got home from Mass, the bed was gone.  I frantically searched, thinking it had been put in my room.  I finally found it downstairs, the realm of my sister and 2 cats.  I went to go get it and when I picked it up, I realized the mass/weight/feel of the bed had changed.  I opened it up and realized the stuffing had been replaced with bean bag beans.

I was furious.  Needless to say, I took the cover back.  I almost dumped out the beans from the lining but decided that it wasn't worth the hassle.  I placed the cover on my bed.

I went out with a friend for a while and when I got back, I saw the cover had reappeared downstairs.  I took it back again.  And this time my sister saw me take it.  Not a word between us was spoken.

The funny thing is, had she asked, I would have let her have the bed.  The sheepskin side of the cover is starting to wear and I had thought about getting Jake a new one, I just couldn't find one I liked for the right price.

I just wanted to get Jake's fur.  And now it is gone.

I'm putting all of Jake's blankets in the car tomorrow to keep them safe....

It's not him...

I always listened for the sound of Jake's tags jingling together.  I could tell where he was and what he was doing by the noise they made.

I heard tags jingling this afternoon.  I got so excited thinking it was Jake.  I almost got up to see.  But I remembered it's not him.  His tags are silent.

Just Call Me...

Farmer Snup.
I wish Jake was here to help dig.

Anyway, I mentioned to my Father that I'd like to try and grow some herbs in the backyard.  In containers.  Kind of like this:

That's not what my dad heard.  He heard this:

Uh.  Apparently it is going to be 12 feet long and 6 feet wide.  At least.  And we are going to plant potatoes.  and tomatoes.  and carrots.  and onions.  

Empty

Yesterday morning, I had to put my faithful friend of 5 years to sleep.  Jake was my bestest friend.

Empty shelf
Empty closet
Empty space under the desk
Empty yard
Empty bowls
Empty bed
Empty heart

My last $5

was spent on my favorite Italian cookies.

Which is now become my dinner.

Algebra at Work

How long will it take one person to assemble 25 booklets of 30 pages each?
How long will it take if she gets a coworker to help?
How long will it take if boss comes by and asks lots of questions?
What is the probably that the assembler will be told to do something else right away?
What is the probability that last minute changes will have to be made to the packet?
What is the probability that the assembler will spend the time reflecting upon her life and wonders if she should have just worked at kinkos?

Best Quote of the Day

God loves you 

not because of the sort of person you are 

but because of the sort of person he is.