Comparative pets
I could have gone to town today. But I didn’t. I thought about sitting in the car for the two plus hours of transit time and realize that there was nothing in that that would make my day better. Here at home I have a coffee machine and a refrigerator and a bed if I get sleepy. None of those things are available in the car. Plus someone might come to the door and need to see me or another person. And if the house is just empty their trip is for want. And so I declined the chance to travel and set back to do what I do best. Kill time. If I were more in tune with how much time I have left I might be more committed to doing things. But none of us have an answer to that. I thought briefly about some of my siblings who are currently wandering around in Dublin and I thought that that might be interesting to do for an hour or two. But then I’ll be back to wondering where was the next stop going to be. I need to find a reason. Is that a sign that I’m getting old? Right now the most interesting thing that will happen today is having my favourite foster dog come to visit. Giving him a chance to sit on the couch and scratch softly behind his ears. Dogs like that you know. If I were more of a cat person I could learn to tell why the purr sounded so perfect. But I am not a cat person for medical reasons. All that sneezing and I dripping is less than amusing or enjoyable. Dogs don’t do that to me at least. You can tell that I have not tried many other pets. There was a bird that lived in the house once I think. And there was that silly Guinea pig but it killed itself. So sad and not so sad. That is an animal that gives back nothing to the relationship.
