November 6, 2011

Delinquency and Legitimacy

I started this blog believing that I could just copy old journal entries onto a page and eventually catch up to the present. Ha! There's too much going on in our lives to write down a quick note and then try to remember all the nuances later. There will be some back-dated posts appearing in the coming weeks and, hopefully, I won't forget all the details. The present is hard enough to recall...

Confessions of a Idle Pet Guardian: 

While our family has had pets for the past six years, we (me, my ex-partner and son) have not been what you'd call model pet guardians.

Don't let this complacent posture fool you.
He's just waiting for food to drop.
Our beautiful nine year-old beagle, Jimmy, is not walked regularly nor have we been consistent with training. He sits readily for treats or a meal and reluctantly cooperates with "go to bed" but still pulls hard on a leash and plays dumb when confronted with the "down" command. Forget "stay." He's had no shots or veterinary care, with the exception of being treated for a rattle snake bite four years ago. His hips and knees are becoming arthritic, and this year he has officially gained "senior" status.

Oliver, my three year-old orange and white tabby, is neutered but has never had shots. He's thirteen pounds, healthy and active - one of the best mousers I've ever had. Interestingly enough, Oliver thinks he's a dog. He fetches Nerf balls, chases and takes turns tackling or being tackled by the beagle, and has been known to sack out on the dog bed with his buddies after a busy afternoon. He also insists on going outside and coming in with "the pack." It's wonderful that they get along so well but the dogs won't keep him healthy if he gets sick. They also won't protect him from a rabid rat or rabies carrying fleas. That's something his humans need to be taking care of.

L-R (clockwise) Jasper, Joy, and
Jimmy, with Oliver in the middle
Finances (or lack thereof) played a big part in excusing our past delinquent behavior. When there's not  enough money for annual exams or shots when they're due, it's easy to make excuses for not getting your critters to a vet. Yeah, you can hear it coming, can't you? "If you can't afford to have a pet, you shouldn't have one." That particular criticism didn't hinder our acquisition of two dogs and a cat as it should have, nor did it make the correct impression about why it might be wise to set aside a little bit of cash every month to save for their care.

People love their animals until they become too expensive or inconveniently disabled. People make excuses for not taking proper care of their animals or training them. People can be really blind and willfully ignorant about finding ways to make their "best friends" comfortable and keep them healthy. People are really good at making excuses. I know. I've used them all.

September 10, 2011

Debut...

My sister's home on the Central Coast seems a continent away from Richmond. It's also the only retreat at which I can afford to stay for a whole week. I just had to help with the dishes and be good company. That I could do.

T and K live on five acres of low, rolling hills studded with live and scrub oak. Their property, situated between two high ridges, has been left largely as nature created it; the oaks clothed in the colors of moss and lichen, small stands of bright green ferns follow the course of an underground spring to the southwest quarter and darker green bracken grows near another small spring frequented by deer, fox, quail and other California wildlife. Such a haven of natural beauty...

When you first arrive you notice the quiet immediately. Then birdsong begins to emerge from the soundscape of oak leaves softly pattering in the breeze and an occasional rooster crowing far off in the distance sounds almost ghostly. No sirens, no highway noise... just the blessed quiet of the country. A perfect place to rest and forget the busy world on the other side of the ridge.

T and I didn't plan any major outings during my visit; a pancake breakfast and street fair in Aromas on Sunday morning that she wanted to attend, and maybe a visit to Logos Books, Santa Cruz' version of Moe's. Our intention was to enjoy some good down time together, you know, sister stuff: lots of talking, maybe some drawing or painting, walking or just sitting around in our pajamas doing absolutely nothing. That kind of idle time is a luxury in both our lives right now.