Sunday, February 24, 2013

Catchy title.

We are taught you must blame your father, your sisters, your brothers, the school, the teachers - but never blame yourself. It's never your fault. But it's always your fault, because if you wanted to change you're the one who has got to change.

Although it is almost time to take Tyke for his walk, I will take a little time and try to think of something sensible to write about today. I have been out with Tyke several times already, and that has been lots of fun, because Mother Nature has dumped a load of snow on us and it is still snowing as I write this. Tyke thinks it is all just wonderful and plows though it as if he is a bulldozer.This causes the snow to collect in big clods on his fur and his ears and they stick to him until we get home where they start to melt and drop on the floor, creating little puddles everywhere.  

Gandhi thinks this is all very interesting, because she goes outside as little as possible. In fact, I wonder when she does? Sometimes I think hear the sound of the cat flap, but I can not be certain and suspect her of having enormous bladder capacity. 

I have sat behind the computer, and when I got temporarily bored with that, I did a chore, because there are always chores to do if you want to keep a household running. Even if it is a one person one like mine. I find that there is always something to clean or organize or toss out or wash. As it is, I just noticed that I have to wash the inside of the living room windows, because Tyke has been breathing on them heavily. They get really bad when he also feels compelled to bark at a passing dog. 

There is a certain kind of glee in walking  in heavily falling snow and now I wonder why I did not appreciate it that much earlier in the season. I think possibly it has to do with the fact that I am fairly certain that this storm is the last of the winter weather, so in a way I am taking the opportunity to say my farewells. My heart is full of Spring anticipation and nothing can convince me that it is not around the corner. I am the eternal optimist and have seen the first crocuses sprout. 

Tyke has been waiting very patiently beside me, but now he is letting me know that it is high time for a walk. He is starting to pace and I need to put my warm outer layer on. 


Gail said...

I am enjoying your motivational quotes at the beginning of your posts. MS Hepburn was a wise woman.

Friko said...

It’s always the way, we only appreciate things when we are about to lose them.

Still, I am really looking forward to a bit of warmth.

Go on, give Tyke another walk before it all melts. Cats are fusspots, they don’t like to get their feet wet.