finding joy

Adia got a new toy yesterday and wowzers, does she like it! We were in the pet store pricing Kong’s and noticed a display of thow toys. Since she’s showing signs of liking to retrieve, Carm thought we should try the long blue one. It would be easy to find in the field and maybe she’d like the squeeky.

It was a hit. She ran and ran with it, squeaking and squeaking, running and leaping. It was fun to watch. Spike didn’t think so as he is of the belief that every toy is his and no one else should get to play. After a few treats to distract him, he left for the house.

At the end of play time I brought it into the house and hid it for more play today.

Today Spike was a little better and ran along with Adia a bit. I’m a bit worried about him as he still seems depressed. At times he seems to accept Adia, but then he turns away and goes into the bedroom. I believe that he is still grieving, and also getting over his huge dentistry event. I’m pretty sure that all the attention and training that she gets isn’t helping matters. I’m trying to include him more but sometimes get focused on Adia. Right now though, they are resting on the futon almost touching so it isn’t a hopeless case.

The days have been passing by with trips into the city. We took Carm’s sister and brother-in-law to our favorite Thai restaurant - they’d never had Thai food but were open to trying something new - they loved it and we made promises to meet there on a regular basis :-)

Trudie & Leo were over, (did I mention that on Monday T&L, plus Eleanor & Gavin were here for supper?). Cathey came for supper on Friday bringing the news that our friend Jim had a heart attack. We had some quiet nights and busy days. The usual I guess.

It seems that summer is drawing to a close. Already the light has a golden hue as the leaves start to guild. With the drought the grasses are dried yellow, stiff and prickly - only the pretty blue flowers sprout from the lawn. Already the air has an underlying coolness despite the warm temperatures. It always strikes me as odd that the tendrils of fall would snake their way into what should still be summer. It’s August and the cicadas continue to sing.

“There are souls in this world who have the gift of finding joy everywhere, and leaving it behind them when they go.”

~Frederick William Faber