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Hi All,

Well, first it was summer vacation for my girls and they are back in school, but the latest distraction in my house is a new 9-week-old labrador retriever puppy. We had to put our 14-year-old black lab to sleep over the summer...he just got too old and ill to eat anymore. :( I said never agin but then less than two months later our neighbor's dog had a litter of the cutest little things, and now...new puppy.

Did God know what He was doing when he made puppies or what? They are irresistable.

Anyway, I noticed Bassitain and Bandit and Paladin and earl (although you last two did not go for long...I miss your posts when they are infrequent). And Deb, Thomas, Chris, Q, you know I love you all and miss you. Glad to see some other friends old and new posting recently...so wish I could read every thread back like in the days when my girls took long afternoon naps.

So...just saying hi. :D

luna
 
Loss of a pet is always hard. Luna missed seeing you around the joint. Myself, I go on blabbing jags, get it out of my system til something else gets me going & then I have it again here.:) Happy to have you back & blabbing.:D earl
 
Sorry to hear about your dog, I haven't felt that pain yet.... But, I know it has to leave a terrible dark hole in your life. Just try to remember the good times :) You have a new pup? Congratulations! Aaaah nothing like a lil happy wet nosed tail wagging fluff ball with razor sharp pin teeth! Oh the fun you have ahead of you...
 
Hi Luna ...

I'm diving into my new year on the degree course, and we're deep into Christology, and as moral theology figures later in the year, and having met the tutor who teaches that subject, I'm pretty sure I will be regarded as increasingly more dogmatic here at CR, we shall see.

(I think I said before, Fr. George is a small, severely myopic moral theologian ... and would make a Hollywood lawyer break out into a cold sweat ... he's as precise as a laser, quick as a mongoose and on matters of faith and morals, takes no prisoners ... if people here think I'm dogmatic, they ain't seen nuthin'! ... yet in his parish, a very run down inner-city area of a British town, when he takes visitors for a walk round town, everyone comments on how the hookers, street kids, dopeheads and other human detritus (in the eyes of society) cross the road to say hello and have a chat... he is an exemplar of his faith, a Christian without compromise.)

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My youngest and most favourite daughter (the dump-bin find;)) starts her school year in what we call the 'sixth form' (16+) and ... no more uniforms! I have ironed my last school blouse!

Meanwhile, my youngest (by 14 minutes) twin and other most favourite daughter is in the closing stages of buying a flat, so will be moving out ...

And my other most favourite daughter, the older (curiously also by 14 minutes) twin is currently working in Toronto, and saving for a trip to the wild and wooly West of Canada. I'll tell her to wave, you might spot her?

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I know, for an absolute fact, then when I make my transitus there will be an Irish Wolfhound waiting for me ... the length of his fangs and the colour of his eye will tell me whether I've arrived at a light place, or a dark one ...

Thomas
 
Hi Luna...Congratulations on the new addition to your family, and my condolances for your loss. Losing a pet after a long and loving relationship is every bit as greivous as losing a friend from one's life. I know from many personal experiences. But as we all know..death may be the larger part of life.

And Thomas... in the spirit of keeping the planetary systems in balance, I suppose your statement means that some of us will become more "catmatic" in the coming year ?

flow....:)
 
Hi Flow ...

Oh, I hope not ... we sleep on the top floor of a 3-storey tearrace. The cat food is in a bowl, in the kitchen, on the ground floor ... so in the middle of the night Dolby (brother of Jasmine and the sadly-departed Tyler) comes in through the kitchen catflap, walks within a couple of feet of the foodbowl, comes up to our bedroom, wakes us up with 'where's the food, then?', and then continues to make a nuisance of himself until one of us escorts him back down three flights of stairs (always precarious due to that cat habit of hanging round your ankles), into the kitchen, to point and say 'there ... where it always is, you *•§€#∞§ moron.'

The deal was, each daughter gets a kitten, to love and to cherish, to feed and to cuddle, but mostly to clean up after, including vomit, furballs and their various victims, ranging from frogs and mice to rats, squirrels and a neighbour's expensive Koi (which was still alive, and which we managed to return).

That was the deal. Sadly, I never got it in writing, so when daughters find decomposing blackbirds under the chest of drawers, screaming frogs under the sofa, or various other members of the animal kingdom in various stages of disembowelment ... guess who gets shouted for...

I love being a dad. :mad:

On the lighter side, I can do an impressive impersonation of a cat coughing up a furball, which drives my daughters to distraction (especially when they're snacking) ... :p


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Thomas
 
Hi Thomas...As someone once said, there is order, and then there is disorder.

The Female/feline sides of life seem to be here to innocently sow the seeds of disorder, and then disdain the male proclivity to try and order and suppress the natural evolvement of living things away from their natural states.

Whereas, the male component has a proclivity to "dogmatically" and persistently impose order upon things "natural", not to matter how transitory or temporal or futile such efforts may seem or become. Stress is a terrible thing to behold.

Having lived through what is transpiring in your household and having so far survived, I do sincerely wish you well.

flow....:p
 
Namaste Luna and Thomas...

Luna, welcome back, congrats on the pup, the holiday and getting the kids off to school!

Thomas, this might supposed to be on another thread but with all the discussion, debate, contemplation, I love it when your humanness comes out...great stuff.
 
Flow! You are a prophet! A welcome voice in a wilderness of women!

(Luna's gonna have our guts for this, you know that, doncha?)

Well my eldest are 21 now, one travelling Canada, one moving out, and the other 16 going on 32 ... so there is an end in sight.

There is a whole Quantum debate to be had here, which I might try and pick your brains on at some point ... Like why do daughter bedrooms have to be left exactly as they were at the moment the daughter departs ... (I have an eye on one as a study, but it's gonna be a fight... )

My own tastes are minimalist, my aesthetic somewhat Zen in that regard, and in 28 years, I think the biggest row we (mum and I) ever had was over what to throw away ... my argument being the contents of a cardboard box that moved here with us, and hadn't been touched in a decade, would suggest said contents no longer required. As I fished each item out, frowned, and dropped it in the bin, my beloved salvaged it with, "no, we might need that" ... needless to say, nearly another decade on, said box is cluttering up a 'spare room' ... along with its pals.

(And why is it that the one thing you manage to throw away, after ten years, you will need within the next ten days?)

The quantum bit is in trying to explain that space, especially within four walls, is finite, and if one continues to bring things into that space, eg fireplaces, various items of furniture, books, stuff rescued from skips, etc., etc ... then eventually space becomes full, and to bring in something more requires that something within said space needs to be got rid of ... like when I count 13 pairs of shoes in the lounge (ooh, that was a day, as dad swept by with a wastebin, into which went shoes, enough cosmetics for a small shop, clothing, jewelry, DVDs, CDs, a mobile phone ... after the umteenth request to tidy the place up went ignored ... )

After that conduction and the theory that no matter how hot a radiator might be, if bulky items of furniture are banged up right against it, then all we're warming is the back of the sofa, and wood is notoriously a poor conductor of heat, until its burning ...

And convection! Like having the central heating on, and leaving all the doors, including the back door, wide open ... is there a formula to explain:
a - how long it takes to empty all the warm air from a house and replace it with cold, and
b - environmental issues aside, how much I don't like paying to heat the planet?

Good grief!

The lowpoint was one evening when partner and daughters were all going out with respective pals, and I walked into the lounge to find 17 women of various ages waiting to go out ... "It's you and me, Dolby," I told the cat, "One and a half of us against 17 of them ..." (the cat had been neutered, hence half ... now, if I had an Irish Wolfhound, or my brother-in-law's English Bull Terrier ...)

Thomas
(Hi Wil — just caught your post, thanks)
 
Thank you for the greetings all! I promise that I'll spend some of my precsiou wee hours online checking out the gems here. Thomas I am also about to start a new course of study called Education for Ministry. It's a four-year course, meets weekly for a few hours each time, and after four years it's equivalent to first year of seminary. We start with the Old Testament the first year. I've been told to request the continuing ed credits...just in case. ;) I can't wait!

And thank you all for the condolences about Palmer...he was a very good dog, unlikely to be matched again. The new pup, Tucker, is 9 weeks old and full of vingear at this point. Working hard on house=breaking right now. I have to learn to type with one hand while I play tug with the other (and keep him out of the trash can) and read with one eye while the other watches for tell-tale sniffing signs that the little one need to go out and 'get busy.'

Love the other pet stories, and hearing about your daughters Thomas. My girls are 4 and 7...I'll be looking to you for advice as they approach teen-dom. Stay tuned!
 
"Hi" right back at ya, Laurie. :) Good to read a few words from you. Sounds like you have been very busy! (As you know, I've always wanted to visit your church, so by the time I actually get around to doing that, who knows--maybe you will be in the pulpit? :cool:).

Sorry to hear about Palmer. 14 years, huh? That's a long time. Here's to our faithful four-legged old friends that bring so much to our lives. And to the young pups, too! As I type this, one of my little old lady dogs is doing what she does every morning about this time. She is trying to get away with leaving her mark right behind my chair, so that when I roll backwards to get up, well...you get the picture! But I am onto her routine, and I have begun to anticipate her sneaky arrival. (Any other time, she is anything but silent!) You see, I made a deal with the cat, and now when I think it is time for Poco to come and assert her opinion regarding her squatting rights in my office, the theme from "The Pink Panther" wafts through the air unto my waiting ears. Some might say this is all in my head, but my cat is better-traveled than I, and I suspect she has connections of all sorts....

This thread has me reminiscing about the days when my kids were younger and about to start a new school year. And about those years when it seemed like every teenager in town was at my house most of the time! Reading Thomas's comments makes me wonder where I ever got all that energy! I think it just bounced off of them and onto me, maybe...kind of miss that. But I enjoy watching them raising their own--lol--my eldest is just beginning to feel the joy and pain of parenting a teen, and my youngest is so busy chasing her toddler and preschooler that I hardly know what she looks like anymore--when I see her, she rather appears like a graceful streak of young adulthood, usually accompanied by garbled sounds like "I love you, Mom" and "leave those poor old dogs alone, boys!" :D

InPeace,
InLove,
Deb
 
flowperson said:
Whereas, the male component has a proclivity to "dogmatically" and persistently impose order upon things "natural", not to matter how transitory or temporal or futile such efforts may seem or become. Stress is a terrible thing to behold.
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Hi Flow

One moment while I stop laughing long enough to type. Males - impose order ........ ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, yeah right. I wish you luck with that one.

:D:p

Salaam
 
Hi MW...Salaam...

Please insert the words "attempt to" before the word "dogmatically" in my statement that you quoted. In my mind they were there when I wrote what I wrote, but implication is not statement, and I thank you for gleefully pointing out my rhetorical shortcomings.

We all inherently know that imposing order upon any natural system is an inherently ludicrous exercise in futility, but it is the bogus task that Allah, pbuh, saddled all males with when Adam was created. Whereas females, from the beginning, were always made free to innocently *insert big guffaw here* choose, and thereby to be foreverafter the most accurately reflective of the two genders of "Mother Nature" .

Hey...and what's with the govt. labs in the UK fomenting the spread of foot and mouth disease, speaking of trying to control Mother Nature ? And, more importantly, what are the guys in the "big Wellies" saying about it all there, or are you back in the desert ?

cheers...flow....:p
 
flowperson said:
We all inherently know that imposing order upon any natural system is an inherently ludicrous exercise in futility, but it is the bogus task that Allah, pbuh, saddled all males with when Adam was created. Whereas females, from the beginning, were always made free to innocently choose, and thereby to be foreverafter the most accurately reflective of the two genders of "Mother Nature" .
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as salaam aleykum wr wb Flow

I know, it's great isn't it. Allah has you lot chasing your proverbial tails around, while we ladies get to chill out and do a bit of cooking when we feel like it. Please note that Allah also gave wives and daughters very long eyelashes, so even when the male says no, we just know he will give in if we smile sweetly enough and bat our lashes!! {MW splits her sides laughing at male's insane assertion that he has some control over his life} :D:p:D

flowperson said:
Hey...and what's with the govt. labs in the UK fomenting the spread of foot and mouth disease, speaking of trying to control Mother Nature ?
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Don't get me started on that one Flow. They didn't want to spend the money to fix the drains, so now will pay out millions in compensation - does the term false economy spring to mind? The EU had just lifted the restrictions the day before. Of course what is more frightening is when you know the diseases held in that place - who would need WW3, we just need a broken drain and a decent flood. :eek:

Salaam
MW
 
Hi Laurie! So sad to hear about Palmer. Did you name him after the good general or the town? Tucker sounds like a handful, as much as I love puppies, I'm often glad we just have cats. Susan and I can take off for a weekend and they are glad of the temporary solitude :)
 
Paladin said:
Hi Laurie! So sad to hear about Palmer. Did you name him after the good general or the town? Tucker sounds like a handful, as much as I love puppies, I'm often glad we just have cats. Susan and I can take off for a weekend and they are glad of the temporary solitude :)
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Thank you for the condolences. Actually he came as a puppy already with a name. We raised him to be a guiding eye dog and the Guiding Eye breeders named all the pups. Each litter gets assigned a letter of the alphabet, the first litter is "A" and all the puppies have names that start with A, the next is B. Palmer was in the second P litter (they go through the alphabet more than once per year). We liked the name because we like golf...Arnold Palmer.

Our neighbor here named their dog Arnie...after Arnold Palmer...so that was an interesting coincidence.

I thought Tucker would be a good name for a labrador, distinctive when you call him, suits a big dog. Plus he tuckers us out.

Hope you are well. You should ride those bikes up my way some day!
 
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