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The end of an era?

Head Rambles Posted on by

A little bit of sadness happened this week.

On Wednesday I went down to the village. This wasn’t my usual smash and grab raid where I nip down, buy something essential and then nip back home again. This was my little “respite” trip.

My “respite” trips are when I go down, maybe do a little shopping but end up in the coffee shop where I have a little time to myself, or maybe a chat with whoever happens to be around. These trips are the ones that Penny enjoys as she always gets fussed over and is given a fistful of chicken.

This week’s trip was different. Penny has been showing signs of age and the arthritis is a bit of a bother. The last time she was down we had to stop several times as she was feeling the strain of walking. So this week I left her at home.

I had a few non-essentials to buy on Wednesday and in each shop I was asked the same question – where’s Penny? I swear half the village doesn’t know who I am but everyone knows Penny. I’m just the bloke that Penny brings for a walk. I replied to each query with an explanation about the arthritis. They were all devastated. I notice no one gives a shit about the state of my health which shows which of us is the most popular. I know my place.

The coffee shop was the climax. They were all aghast that I didn’t have Penny with me and all but demanded I go home and collect her. Somewhat ironically I had parked the car just at the coffee shop so I could have brought her but the risk was that I would have had to park a lot further away. Anyhows, I had my mug of coffee and a smoke of the pipe but it wasn’t the same.

Penny is due her monthly shot at the vet’s next week. Maybe that will ease the aches and pains? Maybe I’ll be able to bring her for a coffee then?

It just ain’t the same without her.

 

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The end of an era? — 7 Comments

    • Feck. Feck and fecking feck.
      The dreaded productive tusks strike in the millisec between hitting post and your words entering the aether, or the interwebs equivalent.
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      Fecking erse.
      Counts.
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  2. Get a dog stroller. I have one for my old dog and it has improved his mood no end.

    Best Regards,

    Stephen

  4. Titus Lucretius Carus (c.99-55 BC)

    No single thing abides; but all things flow.
    Fragment to fragment clings-the things thus grow
    Until we know and name them. By degrees
    They melt, and are no more the things we know.
    Globed from the atoms falling slow or swift
    I see the suns, I see the systems lift
    Their forms; and even the systems and the suns
    Shall go back slowly to the eternal drift.
    You too, oh earth-your empires, lands, and seas –
    Least with your stars, of all the galaxies,
    Globed from the drift like these, like these you too
    Shalt go. You are going, hour by hour, like these.
    Nothing abides. The seas in delicate haze
    Go off; those mooned sands forsake their place;
    And where they are, shall other seas in turn
    Mow with their scythes of whiteness other bays.
    The seeds that once were we take flight and fly,
    Winnowed to earth, or whirled along the sky,
    Not lost but disunited. Life lives on.
    It is the lives, the lives, the lives, that die.
    They go beyond recapture and recall,
    Lost in the all-indissoluble All:-
    Gone like the rainbow from the fountain’s foam,
    Gone like the spindrift shuddering down the squall.
    Flakes of the water, on the waters cease!
    Soul of the body, melt and sleep like these.
    Atoms to atoms-weariness to rest –
    Ashes to ashes-hopes and fears to peace!
    O Science, lift aloud your voice that stills
    The pulse of fear, and through the conscience thrills –
    Thrills through the conscience with the news of peace –
    How beautiful your feet are on the hills!

    • Thanks Dan. That was nice.

      Be careful though. You are in grave danger of raising the tone of this site.

  5. I hadn’t thought of a stroller before. I doubt it would work though. Penny is very reluctant to enter any vehicle, even my own car. A few times I have had to pick her up and throw her in [she hates being picked up too]. I can’t imagine her reaction to a stroller but I would guess it would be somewhat extreme.

    Anyway, as I said, she’s due her monthly jab so maybe she”ll get her chicken next week.

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