and a funny little day it was. cleaned that house with the Windmill. grocery. i bought an odd packet of Panda Brand sauce for lettuce wrap. Why???? i don't know. but i've opened it and it tastes really good. ok. and dog food. which was really why i stopped at the store. and then, i called the Old Cowboy to see if he needed anything from the store tomorrow. no, but did i get an ear full. Two hours of it. but maybe at least half was HIS earfull. he awoke yester day and couldn't breathe. like...couldn't get a breath that gave him oxygen. it really scared him. so we talked about that and it went on and on to his toe nail and more. he'll be85 in June. i ragged on him about Trying. about not giving up on Trying. he doesn't really listen. everything is Black and White. This whole thing or That whole thing. he won't listen to all the grey inbetween. it went on. Me talking about the grey. him not listening, till i told him about how a body dies. about how, if in fact, he couldn't get a "good breath", he would have kind of fainted. i told him about how i had watched 3 people die, from start to finish, and felt like i had something of substance to say. this he listened to. how there are those moments when y0u cant get a good breath but then, stuff begins to gracefully shut down. you "faint". and the body quietly closes down business. you don't even know. it's organic. so i told him that he has already experienced the FEAR and there's nothing more beyond that. that after what he has already experienced, it's just an organic thing. and will really be none of his business. unless he has done his "homework", which he hasn't. so..he would just drift off. i say this here, but the conversation was not easy. it was fraught with stuff, like "I thought you would keep me in my own home!!!!!!" which i oh eeeee, really dislike. of course. of course we want it to go how we want it. .....but.....
all the while, the Goats were Calling. Food! Food! Food!
and here is Buckwheat. he has rubbed off all his winter hairs and is very Handsome
here is the Sky