Ah, what a beautiful afternoon, Halloween, golden light,
just
Before sunset, cat sitting in the window (I had to wake her
up
'cuz she was napping, missing out on this gorgeous
Day) and the stinky dog (he rolled in deer poop) completely
Enervated, fast asleep. Today we averted a small
catastrophe. I
Found Walter on the porch, hunkered down, he couldn't
Get up, I thought something might be broken, but what
Happened was his choke collar was stuck in the slats of the deck.
I can't figure out how that happened. He was freaked out,
Justifiably. He'd been there a while and was so hot,
panting.
"Keep calm," I assured him, stroking his head. I
went inside
Looking for John. I
knew he'd be annoyed, but I hoped he
Might have lock cutters, so we could cut the chain. He said
No, he didn't but he'd see what he could do. I went back out
and
Petted Walter's head. I said, "John will help you. Just
keep
Quiet." I had
horrible visions of him strangling himself. John
Returned with a screwdriver and a hammer. Under the
Stairs, he found the problem, gave one quick bang and
Ta da! Walter sprang up and rushed to the door
Unharmed. Thank God! I
hate it when I have horrible
Visions of bad things happening. Once you think something
Whether it's good or bad, it seems to become part of your
memory,
eXactly like it really happened. I can still hear Walter's
little
Yelps, see him pinned there, panicky. I wish I were more
Zen, not re-imagining my dog, dead, strangled, on the sunny
deck.
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