One Day in the Life of a Wolf - Memorial 7-25-20

[jane_says (imported)]

Damn, Wolfie, I am so sorry about Cabbot. I know how you love your critters.

Week before last we lost our Ladybird, a 3-year-old Jack Russell. I came home from work, started unloading the dishwasher and heard her and my boxer, Boscar, barking on the back porch (we have a fenced yard; they are not allowed to roam). I yelled out the door for them to quiet down, and told them I'd bring them a snack when I was done in the kitchen. I started out the back door, and she was already gone when I got there. It hadn't been 5 minutes. She wasn't a good dog (she was a barker, and a digger, and an escape artist, and a house pooper -- that's why she wasn't in the house anymore), but she was a sweet dog, and we loved her.

So think of the Rainbow Bridge, and all that smarmy crap -- maybe Cabbot and Ladybird can hang out.

[Daughter (imported)]

I am fortunate enough to have had the opportunity to meet dear Cabbot... A very sweet kitty indeed. Wolfie, hunny I am so sorry.. *Big Hug*

[Blaise (imported)]

My cat Georgia lived with my former wife and me for sixteen years. I adored her (both of them, come to think of it). Georgia (and my former wife as well) was (were) a () great companion(s).

Georgia developed a tumor that destroyed part of her brain stem. The symptons developed over a day or less. We had her put down because she lost 75 percent of her neurological functioning in less than a day. She lost sight and hearing at the same time. We got to hold her a last time before our vet put her down.

I am sorry you lost your cat.

[tugon (imported)]

I miss having a pet so I can imagine how hard it is to lose one. I am glad you still have Rocky.

[MacTheWolf (imported)]

-- maybe Cabbot and Ladybird can hang out.

Hmmmm Cabbot in the catbird seat She'd like that. Her favorite activity for years was watching birds through the living room window.

[MacTheWolf (imported)]

I was lucky today. The homeless guy I've been giving aluminum cans to the past several months came by today and trimmed the bushes away from the gas meter, electric meter and my kitchen window.

I gave him all I had in my wallet, $4.00 and a beer.

Tomorrow, he's coming back to mow my lawn with my weed-eater.

Someone from mom's nursing home called saying "can you bring your mother some dresses?" I'll take them Friday.

Tomorrow I look in the yellow pages for a plumber who gives "free estimates" who will fix my leaking toilet. I have two leaky faucets but can use an old tie to put pressure on one of them stopping the leak. The toilet is the biggest PITA.

[MacTheWolf (imported)]

Life doesn't seem fair sometimes.

Since I joined the Eunuch Archive long ago, we have lost three Dear Friends: Bboy, Luvpain and now Christina.

All three were Guiding Lights who opened up a new world for us to experience, each in our own way. They were friendly, youthful and helped us with their experience and their hearts.

Bboy talked me into becoming a chat room moderator and was always a joy to talk to. Strangely, he even laughed at my jokes

Luvpain shared with us his pain, desires, moods and his affection. He and I became very close a year or so before his death. I sent him my bad jokes in private and he laughed if only to make me feel good.

Christina was my friend, my sister and a woman I talked to everynight we were together in chat. We mostly talked in private and agreed on almost everything. Christina was great at telling jokes as bad as mine.

All three were beloved and all three will be missed and thought of forever.

My greatest regret is that I never was able to meet any of them in person

When my time comes to leave this earth, I plan to join them and bring along the greatest collection of corny jokes I can find. That's assuming I'll be heading upstairs with them and not downstairs with most of Washington D.C.

[jane_says (imported)]

Well, I'll be damned. I knew Christina was sick, but I didn't know it had progressed so far. I will have a glass (or bottle) of wine in her memory this weekend.

RIP, Christina.

[Blaise (imported)]

Life doesn't seem fair sometimes.

Since I joined the Eunuch Archive long ago, we have lost three Dear Friends: Bboy, Luvpain and now Christina.

All three were Guiding Lights who opened up a new world for us to experience, each in our own way. They were friendly, youthful and helped us with their experience and their hearts.

Bboy talked me into becoming a chat room moderator and was always a joy to talk to. Strangely, he even laughed at my jokes

Luvpain shared with us his pain, desires, moods and his affection. He and I became very close a year or so before his death. I sent him my bad jokes in private and he laughed if only to make me feel good.

Christina was my friend, my sister and a woman I talked to everynight we were together in chat. We mostly talked in private and agreed on almost everything. Christina was great at telling jokes as bad as mine.

All three were beloved and all three will be missed and thought of forever.

My greatest regret is that I never was able to meet any of them in person

When my time comes to leave this earth, I plan to join them and bring along the greatest collection of corny jokes I can find. That's assuming I'll be heading upstairs with them and not downstairs with most of Washington D.C.

I did not know that we lost Christina! I enjoyed her posts. What happened?

[MacTheWolf (imported)]

The plumber I called days ago finally showed up. He says to stop the leak would require a $90 part and $33 in labor. He'll return tomorrow from 9:00am to Noon to do the job. It will be nice to have a dry bathroom and den floor again.

DAMN, instead of studying history, I should have been a plumber. I might have been able to yank out Kristoff's garden hose... at the peril of my life