Sorry it’s been so quiet over here, friends. Many of you know that our new puppy came down with Parvo, and I was busy trying to nurse her back to health. She’s had a rough time, but she’s finally back to normal! We are so thankful. I have received so many messages over the last week filled with suggestions, support, love, and prayers for little Mearl. Truly, I was overwhelmed by the kindness. Thank you for taking the time. I think dogs may bring every one together! I’ll try to get back on schedule with regular posts here now that she’s finally doing so much better.
- Since I haven’t left the house in a gazillion days (Seriously, having a puppy is somewhat like what I imagine having an infant is like), I can mainly only talk to you about the O.J. documentary on ESPN. K. and I have just got Part 5 left. There is one juror who is either senile or the most cruel woman ever. Clearly, he slaughtered them both, and it’s sad to see people admit during interviews, with no shame, that they used this horrendous bloodbath as a tool for civil rights. I truly believe that he got, maybe for the first time in history, what white America gets every single day, a huge dose of privilege in the criminal justice system. It’s a hard documentary to watch at certain points. It feels like the world let Nicole down, but I guess that she had some control over her own life, too. I was going to say I can’t imagine how hard for Nicole and Ron’s family not to have justice, but then, they got a heavy dose of what so many black Americans experience every day…injustice. It also says a lot about why the media has become what it is today.
- Kelly got his first tomato off his tomato plants, and there is a teeny baby pepper on one of his three pepper plants! We had tomato sandwiches for lunch this weekend. They are one of my favorite summer southern staples. There is nothing that compares to a homegrown tomato. I won’t even buy or eat store bought tomatoes usually unless they’re cooked in something. They are so horrible.
- Reason Number 1309483024 why I am a weirdo. I saw some story once about someone finding a rat in canned food, and now, I am always convinced that I will find some sort of bloated, dead rodent with every can I open. I hold my breath every time, and peer under the lid with terror, just waiting. Also, I have a constant fear of finding a roach floating in the water tank on the coffee maker. It’s completely irrational. Most likely, it will never happen, but there you go. I think one time I found blood in an egg, but I’m not sure if that’s true or I’ve just feared it so much that I’ve convinced myself it’s true. These are the things I think about on a daily basis.
- Mearl-Purvis has been the easiest dog to potty train. I’m wondering if she wasn’t partially on her way to training when we got her. What a dream! I’m sorry to talk to you more about my dog’s bowel habits, but if I have to deal with reading about kids on the internet, you can suck it up and read about my dogchild. I adore my cats, but the addition of Mearl to our family has left me wondering how we ever lived without a dog. She is funny and loving, and I’m so glad she has become a Ponder.