was Work Away day for me and Good Dog Tay spent that time in her Breathing Star crate with a marrow bone. and i have no Energy for details of all the day held which was a lot with Tazmeena the cat deciding to make a stand instead of drama and it working out fine and with Tay trying to understand why what she does out of Happiness isn't ok. Too Much and Thunder Man is over there just to the West on that Rim
and i had asked Kathy Dorfer to purchase a Crow Eye over a week ago...like the one Mo has. It probably arrived Friday or Saturday but i didn't get to the post office till this morning but the Timing was oh so right...today was the day to receive it. Maybe you remember that Roz made me two very small rectangle forms, one silver with the triangle and the dot, one copper with the Goat, and i strung them on black tailor's button thread, wear them. The silver now completely black from my sweat. So i will put the Crow Eye on the same thread. Needing energy of this trickster. And would write more about this kind of doing if i could, but i can't...it's not here right now. About how i gave up "signaling intention" some years ago, like over 10, maybe 12, maybe 13,
but that it's rising up again. And the Crow's Eye is now on my breast.
I don't yet love this dog. But i know I CAN. She is who she is. She is Dog. She is Crow. She is Goat, even. so similar. Goat. She is Goat.
this morning, before leaving, i had strung a black string, same as the "necklace" string, from this. Hung it on the beam that holds the ceiling of the house and the Room in place. When i got back,
with Kathy's package, i added the Crow feather that she sent. I am just staring. staring. staring.
Tay, tethered for Bad Behavior. Just moments, before this, seconds really, Chinche was lying no more than 6 ft from her.