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Friday, June 10, 2011

Sorrow-Soaked Thoughts and Moving Forward.

Yesterday was quite a day.  Besides having to part with my dear Tippet, Bartlett went off to his fate.  I don't want to understate the value he added to my life - besides being a sweet sheep, he was an excellent sire.  Thank you, Bartie.  It's difficult to drag my thoughts out of the teary bog they're in, but I don't see that it does me much good to stay there.  I think I had really believed that she would live as long as I would.  Cleo, Queen of Denial.

Thanks to the kindness of my co-workers, I got to leave the office early - first, I was no good for anything; second, I wanted to spend some quality time with Tippet before her appointment; and third, I was trying to beat the major storm that was coming through.  While I did get to spend some quality time with T, I didn't quite outrun the storm.  It really was quite awe-inspiring.  I was driving parallel to it most of the way but, as is my luck recently, I ended up turning right into the middle of it.  I was buffeted all along the top of the mountain and into my driveway, where I was trapped in my car as buckets of rain and hail held me captive.  I was watching the trees, and the rain came in sheets that were twisted and swirled.  It was quite something to see.  After the hail let up (call me a wimp), I made a mad dash for the house, but ended up completely soaked from head to toe.  The storm was complete with inky skies, cloud to ground lightning (thanks to APG's post, I had remembered to unplug everything important) and lots of thunder.  It was, as my granny used to say, a humdinger.  I am glad that we had had a similar, yet gentler storm the day before, as the ground was softened and absorbed the downpour with less damage than there would have been had it hit the hard pack of a couple of days ago.  Every one of the sheep, lambs and the llama had squeezed into the sturdier hoop house.  Must have been cozy...

I am looking forward to no weather extremes - at least for a couple of days.  And thank you, once again, you dears, for your warm fuzzies.

4 comments:

  1. Oh Susan, Bartie too? This is over the top heartbreaking! That was so kind of work to let you out early. Give them a big thanks from us too. You needed it.

    So glad something good came from what happened here yesterday too! Unplugged was a good thing to be from the sounds of it.

    Ok...better days lie ahead! More big hugs for you! xoxoxo

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  2. Sometimes don't cha just wonder why we keep livestock or house pets at all? I mean it hurts so da*n much when we lose them . . . either to old age, disease, accident or making the hard decision that certain animals are not the wisest choice for our barnyard. I'm guessing it must have a lot to do with what they give to us in their lifetimes as part of our "family" that makes it all worthwhile.

    With each experience, hopefully we all climb a little higher on that dratted learning curve and can make better decisions with new knowledge the next time around.

    Time does heal. It's gonna get better, dear lady.

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  3. You are certainly being dealt a heck of a hand, aren't you? Sorry to hear about all this, and hope brighter days are soon ahead for you.

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  4. APG - I believe blue skies are ahead. At least it's not raining, storming or anything else. You are such a dear.

    Mama Pea - All I can say is, I can live with 'em and I can't live without 'em. Let's hope I can learn something from all of this.

    Erin - Thanks, my dear. It can only go up from here, right?

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