Monday, December 17th, 2018 —> -2˚C / +27˚F – dark and cloudy @ 4:39 am.

– Jassper dancing with Cathi during a Doctor Who special on the ‘Space Channel’ in Canada. –
— Our puppy went bounding off into the spirit realm at about 3:30 am Saturday morning without a whimper.

– “What??? You thought the queen sized bed wasn’t big enough for the three of us? See, all I had to do was rearrange the blankets for you – Now you can curl up there and Cathi can have that side and I get this part? Right?” –
— I’ve got some cuter than heck puppy pictures that my eyes are too wet to search for right now, but for now the two above will more than set the stage —
— Any pet can be a close family member. You really can’t measure how much pure love and joy they give you.
— I remember reading in a post office propaganda ‘informational newsletter’ type magazine – they posted an article about the events in a life that deliver the most health threatening stress to anyone. The jerks that wrote that article wanted to impress upon us the idea that having a conflict with a supervisor was more stressful than it was worth – So of course we should ‘bite the bullet’ and take any of their b.s. egotistical/economic warfare orders in stride and do as we were told without question.
— But more stressful than arguing with a supervisor was the death of a family member and especially a spouse.
— One discussion I remember with a Yoga Master touched on the idea that ‘friendship’ was a higher form of love than romantic love. { You don’t expect your friends to take out your garbage, cook your meals a certain way at a certain time, complete all sorts of chores you don’t particularly enjoy without you asking – and if a friend tells a woman that a dress she thought was the height of fashion or extraordinarily beautiful didn’t look that good on her that wouldn’t cause as much of a melt-down as a spouse taking one look at her in that dress and laughing or saying, “What were you thinking? That makes you look like you gained thirty pounds and aged ten years.” Friends can tell you things you wouldn’t want to hear from a lover. }
— So maybe a pet isn’t as important in your life as your spouse or life partner, but they’re danged close – and when they’re suddenly not there any more and that incredible source of love and companionship is suddenly gone… – man! that can rip you inside out.
— But the universe hates a vacuum – and it is a real spiritual law that when one loved one leaves your life – another one will step in and not fill that void exactly, but bring a new source of love and inspiration to you. — Can I quote Tom Petty? ‘The waiting is the hardest part.’
— I’ve been deep in the twilight zone for a couple days, too deep to function on any usual level. I had a very strong impression that Jassper came to see me shortly after he made the initial stages of his transition to his next stage in life and didn’t understand why he didn’t feel the same when he jabbed me in my elbow with his nose. He was happy that his arthritis wasn’t bothering him, and I think he wanted to go for a walk up and down the street the way we used to before his Labrador Retriever health quirks twisted his hips out of their normal configuration. I had to tell him he’d graduated to a higher level and could now go bounding off to new worlds and find his mother and brothers and sisters and a whole new huge extended family in the happy puppy romping grounds. — He perked up and took off to try that out. He’s still out there romping, barking ecstatically at anything and everything who’ll pay attention to him over there.
— And we’re still back here in the material world crying our eyes out, wondering why we’re not greeted by a happily wagging tail and a look that wants to know if we brought him anything to eat.
🙁
~~~~~ Jim



















