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Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


beekaytee - Dec 25, 2011 5:37:24 am PST #4677 of 30001
Compassionately intolerant

Thank you so much Andi. You are an angel of calm and comfort.

I haven't yet been able to respond to the scores of wonderful messages I have received. Some of them contain so much profound wisdom that they take my breath away. Others are just so kind and 'present.' I will answer every one as I am able.

I fell ill Wednesday night with a horrible uti and the medication I got for it is not working, so my misery is compounded.

Last night was the first time I've slept more than an hour at a time since Wednesday, thanks to a friend's very mild sleeping pill.

When I woke up, all I could think was, I have no reason to even be conscious right now, but then I remembered that my best friend calls me from Tucson every morning to tell me that she is waiting for me to call when I am ready.

I shambled into the kitchen to find the fancy mac and cheese that a neighbor I don't really even know brought me last night because he heard that I was having trouble eating. On the way to the kitchen, I passed the lovely little bouquets of flowers that two clients brought me. My fridge is stuffed with food and there is a stack of beautiful sympathy cards on my desk.

Last night, a friend from the March called and the youngest son of my surrogate mom called.

My March friend is so worried for me and said, several times, that she does not want me to be alone. I told her that I've invited friends to bring their dogs over and that energy has been good for me.

Ultimately, I said,"I have my invisible friends. I'm never, every, really alone."

So. Thank you all.

Andi, I'm certain that your experience will be mine. "If I ever get another dog" has been replaced in my mind with "When" because these last few days have taught me how much I don't want an empty house. BUT, in this moment I can't imagine loving another as much as I love Bartleby. I just can't see that as possible.

Still, with any dog that comes to me, I will be honorable and kind and thank him or her for helping me to get along.


askye - Dec 25, 2011 6:00:49 am PST #4678 of 30001
Thrive to spite them

Bonny, I think when a pet like Bartleby passes, you never love another animal the same way or maybe as much, but there is love in a different way.


DCJensen - Dec 25, 2011 6:04:21 am PST #4679 of 30001
All is well that ends in pizza.

I read Andi's post with Harvey boneless over my shoulder, purring.

Merry Christmas.


Ginger - Dec 25, 2011 8:25:40 am PST #4680 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

It's so good to hear from you, Bonny, that I'm typing from my phone, which I suck at. Your heart will let you know when the time is right.


DavidS - Dec 25, 2011 8:50:23 am PST #4681 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

BUT, in this moment I can't imagine loving another as much as I love Bartleby. I just can't see that as possible.

Of course not. Because love is not generic. It is particular to that person or animal or even place. I discovered this when I tried to put together a wedding ceremony out of poetry. Love poetry only works when it is very very specific so it was hard to find good poetry that could be adapted.

But I think the important thing for you, bonny, is to remember that you need a focus for your love. Whatever flavor or form it finds in that dog that will one day come into your life. I think for you - more than many people I know - loving is a form of mindfulness. It grounds you in the world. But the strength you get from love is in the giving of it.


brenda m - Dec 25, 2011 8:52:01 am PST #4682 of 30001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

It took me 18 months after Lucy to be ready for another dog. A friend whoblost her dog around the same time had a new puppy the next week. There's no rule other than what feels right.


Pix - Dec 25, 2011 9:01:53 am PST #4683 of 30001
The status is NOT quo.

Yep. It's all about what feels right. I hope it feels right sooner rather than later so you'll have a companion again, but it's all about when your heart is ready. Much love to all you have lost a furry family member recently.


beekaytee - Dec 25, 2011 9:14:12 am PST #4684 of 30001
Compassionately intolerant

I think for you - more than many people I know - loving is a form of mindfulness. It grounds you in the world. But the strength you get from love is in the giving of it.

Again, David, I am struck dumb by your insight. Love is my anchor to this world. The sense of being completely untethered that I feel is greatly eased by how wonderful people have been.


Rayne - Dec 25, 2011 10:37:00 am PST #4685 of 30001
"Oh no! Has falling sky liquid once again caused you the sadness?" -Starfire

I'm thinking about you, Bonny. And I want to apologize for spelling your name as Bonnie in my earlier note! My aunt is named Bonnie, and it was just habit.


Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Dec 25, 2011 11:21:24 am PST #4686 of 30001
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"

Hope everyone's Christmases/other winter festivals were nice.

Thoughts for you, bonny.