Go with the flow….
Howllo Fellow Basset Hound and Go with the Flow Lovers…Wow! We woke up this morning and Chaps was just not himself. He seemed confused and a bit unsteady. After much observation it seemed that maybe he had pulled a muscle in his back. He did not want to eat and was very slow and very pathetic.
Long story short…Grandma and I went outside to look at something in the front yard. When we came back in I quickly smelled that Chaps had tinkled in the middle of our bed. OMy, this was not on the list today. What a major hassle.
Off we went to the laundromat with the goose down comforter that is too big for our machine.
I quickly learned that my “list” was not near as daunting as the gal doing her laundry the bank of machines over. Her name is Tornado Vivian. This woman inspired us beyond belief. She lost EVERYTHING material in the tornado that happened one week ago today. EVERYTHING. She lives a few towns over from us.
She talked non stop as we stood pie eyed. “My farm house is flattened but we can still have a jam session tomorrow night.” Vivian and her group jam with some awesome bluegrass musicians. Vivian said, nothing matters to me except the fact I have my boyfriend and my 2 dogs alive and well. She even invited us to the bon fire and jam session. We will not go tomorrow night but I have a feeling we will go soon. Vivian on May Street, California, KY. Love her.
As we left the laundromat she was sitting on a bench and she had serious words of wisdom. “Go with the flow and make sure you have good insurance. Also make it to the basement quickly.”
A little tinkle on a comforter is one tiny twig in the acres of debris Vivian faces at her 28 acre farm. The only thing left was the basement of the barn they hunkered down in.
Meeting someone like Vivian really puts life in perspective.
More going with the flow later….Love, Cat, Chaps and Emma
P.S. Chaps seems a bit better but I might give him a pain pill later…
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Oh that little Mr. Tinkles. Hayley did that once on my bed and ruined the down pillowtop on my bed. She completely let go while she was dreaming! And one time when I was house sitting for a very wealthy surgeon in town, she was mad at me and went on his bed and peed on purpose! She never had done anything like that before. Needless to say, I lost that housesitting gig! I hope Chaps feels better soon. Poor little guy.
Poor Chaps!:((( Hope he is feeling better! Sorry about your comforter, too. Wow, what a story, Cat! That poor woman…but thank doG they and the doglets made it out of that horrific tornado! Yes, it does put our little trials in perspective, doesn’t it:) My father, who at 18 yrs. old was thrown out of the orphanage at the height of the Depression and had no job, used to say “I used to complain that I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet.”… Hugs to the Mayor, and the lovely Emma!
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I admire people like Vivian. I have such a hard time when my plans are spoiled. I hope I don’t ever get in a situation like that but if I do, I hope I can remember Vivian’s advice.
Poor Chaps. I hope he doesn’t have a UTI. If peeing inside continues, you may want to check that out. I hope it’s just a one time thing and he’s ok. Jethro is having a real hard time getting his rear end up off the floor. But, he eventually does and walks off. I think a lot of it is doggie arthritis. That may be Chaps’ pain too. It’s hell to get old!
I can never get over how resilient some people are, and how petty and inconsiderate others are.
Vivian’s got the right idea. I think it will help her live a long and happy life.
Wow, great story. I try to go with the flow for the most part, but I’ve never encountered such trials and tribulations as described by Vivian. I hope i can persevere with her spirit, if and when life gets rough. My thoughts are with her and the others affected by that awful tornado. So happy she and the kids made it out alive.
Hugs to Chap and Emma…and you of course!