Sofie Bear, my very complex bundle of anxiety, I love you to the ends of the earth and back. 10 years around the sun is a wonderful number of turns. You are a special girl and have taught me much. Keep finding that sunspot.
Sofie: Another beautiful afternoon sitting in the leaves. Big tree sure does drop a lot of them. Charles: Hey, Sofie. I smell some change in the air. Louise: Change? I don’t like change. I think I will hide here in this pile of leaves until it passes. Maybe I will come out on January 21st.
Louise has loved Mojo Rising, the boy next door, since the day they meet, 11 years ago. He is about a year and some older than her. Even now, in their later age, there is a special smile that she only has for him. She always wants to go play with him, even though neither of them plays much anymore. Mojo is currently being treated for lung cancer and doing very well. Time takes its toll on all of us – but true love knows no age or infirmity.
There is nothing more interesting and fun than sitting at the front door and watching the world. There are so many people walking by now: puppies, children, squirrels, cars, trucks, and especially delivery people. Bark bark bark bark bark, woof woof, and arf.
Winter has come, so the plants needed to come in from outside. Nine thinks that is just great. New plaything: Let’s dig! Let’s scratch! If you look halfway up the trunk of the fig tree (ficus benjamina), you will see gnarls from cats-past who also found the fig tree a great scratching post during the winter. BTW, this fig tree is at least 25 years old.
“And they who for their country die shall fill an honored grave, for glory lights the soldier’s tomb, and beauty weeps the brave.” – Joseph Rodman Drake
One day I will be able to sit down and watch TV without a million paws asking for something. To the right of me was Louise, begging in her cute ‘please Mommy’ way for a cookie. What you don’t see is a moment before she was pawing at my leg relentlessly. I don’t know about you but I have these long black and blue marks down my thighs, and then I remember it was Louise.
To the left of me was Mini Cooper. Wanting my endless attention, all the time these days. Sometimes I notice these little scratches all over my legs and tummy and realize, oh yes, Mini was kneading me.
Then I turn away and it is Charles now on my left, who has rousted Mini because he was jealous and wants to make sure no one gets more attention than him. At least, the little man doesn’t leave any marks.
Home is where your dogs are! 
Sofie: Another beautiful afternoon sitting in the leaves. Big tree sure does drop a lot of them.
Charles: Hey, Sofie. I smell some change in the air.
Louise: Change? I don’t like change. I think I will hide here in this pile of leaves until it passes. Maybe I will come out on January 21st.
There is nothing more interesting and fun than sitting at the front door and watching the world. There are so many people walking by now: puppies, children, squirrels, cars, trucks, and especially delivery people. Bark bark bark bark bark, woof woof, and arf.
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