Ruff Month

It’s been a rough month Our resident wolf, ambassador of love, felled by his own heart, laid his life down at the feet of Kwan Yin My mother died… almost… again center stage more than the girl in her ever dreamed My daughter draggled home her heart in her knapsack in two or three pieces […]

How It All Began

The cancer saga began the night I tripped over Major in the dark. The cancer itself had apparently begun years earlier, but I had no idea of that. Major and I were watching a movie on the computer, in the dark. I paused the movie to head for the bathroom, unaware that Major had shifted […]

Sad, sad day

My dear one is gone. Yesterday was a fine day for him, his last, but none of us knew that. Tonight, no one will turn around three times before sinking down on his middle-eastern rug and sheepskins beside my bed, with a contented sigh, waiting for me to say, "You are the best wolf in […]

Feeling Sick

The sounds of people eating nauseates me. The sight is even worse. I can’t find a spot on the ferry where masticating jaws of my particularly disgusting species of ape do not obscure the blue view of mountains and sea. My appetite is too small to describe. I took the cooler down, as usual, to […]

M-Day–not!

Were I not living in a more or less sensible country like Canada, this Mother’s Day could be my last. It could be, anyway, but for my faith in our medical system, friends, and myself (probably in reverse order), but that doesn’t bear thinking about just yet, since I don’t know, and can’t know, the […]

Maturity

Last week, my ninety-two-year-old mother had her first heart attack. Not content with that, she also presented with a respiratory ailment and another of her famous UTIs when we caved to her request and called an ambulance. She didn’t know where she was, when she was, or even who she was, much of the time. […]