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No, I'm done with these hideous emotions of isolation and despair. I'm not going to bother indulging with them. They're not worth my time.
I'm gonna talk about my puppy instead. Specifically, the things she does that makes me smile:
1) The way that, after I open the gate for Mom to drive through, she sprints across the field to see me once she's let out the car.
2) The way she'll snuggle up and claim some part of me if she's felt previously deprived from my presence.
3) The way she can be so smart and yet so dopey, all at once, at the same time.
4) The ways that she's gotten wise to my ball-throwing tricks, so that whenever I'm entertaining her with another dog, I can throw it in such a way that she'll race after it before the other dog can.
5) Whenever she lies down in a place I've previously been sitting or resting on.
6) The sheer excitement that comes over her whenever she spots me from afar, like when I'm coming off the ferry or when mom takes her over to my place for a visit.
7) Many, many more things I can't think of.
I miss Rozsa.
(This entry was originally posted here, from my Dreamwidth account. LJ-cut to spare my f-list; feel free to comment there with your LJ account via OpenID!)
I'm gonna talk about my puppy instead. Specifically, the things she does that makes me smile:
1) The way that, after I open the gate for Mom to drive through, she sprints across the field to see me once she's let out the car.
2) The way she'll snuggle up and claim some part of me if she's felt previously deprived from my presence.
3) The way she can be so smart and yet so dopey, all at once, at the same time.
4) The ways that she's gotten wise to my ball-throwing tricks, so that whenever I'm entertaining her with another dog, I can throw it in such a way that she'll race after it before the other dog can.
5) Whenever she lies down in a place I've previously been sitting or resting on.
6) The sheer excitement that comes over her whenever she spots me from afar, like when I'm coming off the ferry or when mom takes her over to my place for a visit.
7) Many, many more things I can't think of.
I miss Rozsa.
(This entry was originally posted here, from my Dreamwidth account. LJ-cut to spare my f-list; feel free to comment there with your LJ account via OpenID!)