Jagshemash!
A maybe better title would be "Salvation a la Mode and a Cup of Tea," but I really wanted to use this post's title on my previous untitled post, so I'm gonna use it now.
I had a full day today. I got out of bed at a quarter to 8 and went to the Farmer's Market, where I purchased not only a couple pounds of rhubarb but also a rhubarb plant. Yes you read that correctly, I'm going to be responsible for a life other than my own. Amy is inspirational. I'd like to maybe not put it in the ground and increase its growth before I let it go dormant. It will take some research and time, but I've made the plunge; can't back out now.
On the way back from the market there was a nice woman with a Basset hound sitting in front of The Mill. I walked past, and then I realized I wanted to know its name.
So I went back, "Excuse me ma'am, what is your dog's name?"
"Oliver."
"Wonderful, thank you."
I've decided that in addition to "collecting" names like Pornsook Tantrarungroj. I'm going to accumulate dogs and their names. If you would like to assist me, please feel free to submit the breed of dog and its name whenever; a quick comment on this or my other blog will be all that is necessary. The other dog that planted this seed of interest was a blue weimaraner named Dexter, who is owned by my sister's 4-H dog training instructor's daughter. I met him the first weekend in July at West Bend. I also met a Visla/Laborador mix named Reba.
Quickly a few other dogs I know right now:
Walker Treeing Coon Hound, Slade
Blue Tick Coon Hound, Hank
French Mastiff, Captain Jack
fat German Short-hair Pointer, Mustafa "Mus"
St Bernard, Colbert "Bear"
mostly Golden Lab, Molly
German Shepherd, Molly
German Shepherd, Smokey
black Lab, Remington
chocolate Lab, Dakota
Lab/Retriever mix, Max
puff ball, Ernie
Husky, Kodi
Pomeranian, Foxy
Now near the bus stop, I sat at a bench to read the Saturday paper I snagged from atop the newspaper vending machine (This is better than the law firm I stole one from last week. Apparently the delivery persons are fined if they get too many complaints. Thanks Ashley.). I was reading the paper when I noticed a butterfly on the ground next to my foot. It slowly crawled onto my shoe and since its right wing was torn a bit near the bottom; I waited for it to die. It was a yellow Tiger Swallowtail (Papilio glaucus). I decided I was going to wait an hour, and if it wasn't dead by then, I was going to take it home with me. Instead Jose and Joshua, two Catholics from Miami and Dallas respectively, wanted to share with me the happiness and peace they have found in following Jesus. At some point during our discussion, the butterfly flew. :(
Their main reason for me to follow Jesus was to bring myself happiness and fill the emptiness in my heart. I respect their desire to share what they have found to work for them and their ability to not be belligerent in their efforts. Jose identified Original Sin as Selfishness, or Egoism, manifested by wanting to be our own god. I asked how the self love that drives us to want a good life from following Jesus is different from the selfishness of Original Sin. After they left, I thought this was still a good question: What is the line between Self Love and Self ish?
Since I had no butterfly to wait for, I went home, showered, called Wendy, and toured (links on left progress you through the tour) the State Capitol Building. Then we went to a Chinese restaurant and finally Ivanna Cone.
At Ivanna Cone, I had the Meadowlark Sherbert (lavender, honey, lemon, and herbal tea) I had spurned last Tuesday when I went there with Michael, Buffy, and Deidra. I enjoyed it.
Once home alone, I was looking through the classifieds and saw this ad:
BLUE brindle & blue fawn, 7 wks. old, MUST SEE!
I concurred, so I called the number and went over to the owner's apartment directly. They were pit bull pups, and according to the owner, since their eyes are still blue, they will stay that way. There was a stocky boy and a girl pup that were blue with the brindle markings. The girl came up to me of her own accord, but if I were to get one, I would prefer the boy. I think I might be able to talk the guy down to $100, but I'm still reluctant to bring a puppy, or any dog for that matter, into my current apartment. And in case you were wondering, his "blue fawns" didn't seem very blue to to me.
Last night I had a Rogue Morimoto Black Obi Soba Ale. I liked it. According to the Rogue website, soba, or buckwheat, is a member of the rhubarb family. I can't tell you how much this news excites me.
Labels: beer, dogs, food, friends, ice cream, names, Spirituality
posted by Daniel @ 8:52 PM
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7 Comments:
Ok, HELLO why were Slade and Hank left off the dogs you know list. Do you need to spend more quality time with them? Cause that can be arranged.
I KNOW, I'm so sorry Karen; I realized it as soon as I woke up today, and I'm going to edit my post right now.
Do you have doglust? Because I do. It began about a year ago and has steadily increased. Alas, the apartment I took won't let me have a dog, so I have to put off that dream for another year. But here are some dogs I know: A lab named Summer. A boxer/mutt named Atticus. A big hound named Molly. A chihuahua named Peso. A brown lab/mutt named Hershey. And a Great Dane named Fortinbras (they got that one wrong, but it's still clever).
Katie, I live 9 blocks from your new place. Anytime you need puppy, Bear will be happy to walk you. He weighs a good 50 pounds more than you, but he's all love. Mostly he is good for getting rid of wanting a puppy fever, you'll be over it in no time!
I wish you luck with your rhubarb plant. I bought one online a couple months ago. It came, not as a plant, and not as a bulb, but it was like a bulb, just bigger. Anyhow, and I planted it, and it was growing nicely. Had three red stalks. Until it died. Shriveled up and died. It was sad. I haven't really talked about it with anyone until now.
I still hold the dream of growing my own rhubarb dear in my heart. May the dream come true for you.
I may or may not be in town on Thursday evening, because I may or may not be driving down to Tennessee, which means I may or may not be able to come to beanbags. I'll let you know.
The dogs that my family currently loves are: Trink (short for Trinket, she was the runt of her litter) and Oscar (Trink's son). They are both Lhasa Apso and in my altogether biased opinion, the best dogs to have. I'm a dog lover though so I'm sure that I'll love my next dog, whatever it's make/model nearly as much. If you're interested, I plan to name my next dog Taco if it's temperament fits (Fits what? I don't know).
Also, if you'd like to know, most pictures of Lhasas that you'll find when searching on Google are too froofy to be my Trink and Oscar. My two are rarely combed, brushed, and never have bows in their hair. Instead they're more like ratty, floor mops but of course, lovable. (By the way, if you search for Lhasa Apso on Wikipedia the last picture on the page (8 mo. pup) is nearly exactly what both my dogs looked like as puppies. Who can pass that up?)
Ok, that's enough. All you asked for was their names.
That's so funny about the buckwheat.
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