Jun 13 2003

It lives!

Published by at 11:50 pm under Stupidity,Survey/Friday Five,The Man

Tonight after work, I was weeding out my garden and The Man was busy reading a new D&D book on the deck. In the middle of this domestic scene, the Hell Man wandered in. I didn’t hear him coming. It was The Man who announced the Hell Man’s presence with “How’s your dog doing?”

The Hell Man had stopped over to thank me for all that I had done the night before for the Teeny Tiny Dog. And to tell us that the dog would be fine; the vet said that its hip was broken in two places, but there was nothing they could really do for it other than give it painkillers. The dog was home now and they were keeping it inside. The Hell Man just wanted to thank me (he was repeating himself a bit).

“No problem,” I smiled. “I’m just so glad he’s going to be all right.”

“Me too,” the Hell Man said, with obvious relief.

Which presents a puzzle to me. That relief. Was last night the scare that they needed to see that the way they were treating their dog was lacking? Would they be more vigilant, more concerned with the dog itself and what it needed to be happy? I don’t know. I won’t know until the little dog is healed enough to be outdoors again. But I can hope, can’t I?

A curious side effect of our adventures last night: one of our other neighbors has also wandered over to our house to check on the dog’s health. Apparently he was one of the members of the faceless crowd who had gathered to see what the trouble was, and came to talk to us because we were outdoors and accessible. He too was relieved that the dog was okay, and we chatted for awhile about how much we all loved animals. Then, he revealed that he was having a myriad of computer problems. So off The Man trundled to see what he could do. After two years of (blessed) solitude, we seem to have become acquainted with some of the neighborhood.

All day I was thinking of the poor little dog, wondering what had happened to it and if it was still alive. Two of my training classes had to deal with me in a fouler mood than usual, although the morning class, after I had told them the trouble, did their utmost to cheer me up. And now, for awhile at least, I can stop worrying about the dog and go on to other things.

Like a Friday Five! Especially for Chris, since he complained so mightily of the absence last week:

1. What’s one thing you’ve always wanted to do, but never have?

I’ve always wanted to live in Toronto for a year. Well, always since I was 18 I guess. But then I found out how difficult it was to get a visa and how high the cost of living was, and then I met The Man and I suppose that I have given up on that. Besides, somewhere during that time I fell back in love with Michigan and I don’t think I’d want to live anywhere else.

2. When someone asks your opinion about a new haircut/outfit/etc, are you always honest?

Well, with outfits, yes I say what I think, because outfits can be changed quite easily. But with a long-lasting change, like a haircut, no. After all, the person’s going to have to deal with that cut for awhile if it’s bad, so why add to their problem by TELLING them it looks bad. And maybe they like the way they look. Isn’t that all that matters?

3. Have you ever found out something about a friend and then wished you hadn’t? What happened?

No, not really. Everything I’ve found out about my friends has either been good, or something bad that I needed to know. I sure wouldn’t want to NOT know something bad about someone that would affect me (like he/she is a klepto).

4. If you could live in any fictional world (from a book/movie/game/etc.) which would it be and why?

Choices, choices. I would have to say the world from The Blending books, because everyone has a magical talent, and everyone is special. The people in that world (the ones who aren’t baddies, anyway) all seem to carry the view that everyone has a use and everyone has something to offer the community. I think that would be a nice environment to live in.

5. What’s one talent/skill you don’t have but always wanted?

I have always wished that I could play the piano beautifully. But alas, I don’t have the patience to actually sit down and learn. It’s a fascinating instrument, I think. I love to listen to people play. Oh, and if I had to choose a second one, I’d say drawing. I could learn to play the piano if I devoted myself to it, but I don’t think I could ever learn to draw. I don’t have the right eye or something.

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