Sometimes someone hurts you in just the right way and day after day it... hurts. And then days turn into weeks and months and years and by then it’s a precious wound. It’s a heartbreak you can’t let go of because it hurts too good. After all, that pain has been yours for so long that it’s practically a part of you.
Acey (pronounced like "A + C") came to us from the racetrack. One unfortunate race day she became antsy like many hotblooded racehorses in the chutes... and she reared up suddenly smashing her head on an overhead bar leaving her fully trauma blind.
Marie Kondo, the author of The Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up, says that much can be learned about oneself from the items that remain AFTER one has discarded all items that do not spark joy.
“Ok, now! Go, go, go, GO! And don’t go anywhere where you have to stoooooooop!” Amanda’s voice trailed off as I zoomed down the hill. Seconds before, I was perched precariously on the edge of the HaulAll with my foot on the gas as Amanda applied the jumper cable clamps to the battery. I had … Continue reading I Wanna Be a Real Girl.
And then, gentle reader, came that fateful question… “Hi! I’m Nick. Would you like to be my dance partner?”
Bug was a tiny filly when she was purchased as a pet (yes, a pet) by a PlayBoy Bunny (yes, a PlayBoy Bunny).
When I think of something goofy... I think of Elvis.