No clue. There were several bloody, infected spots on her head that needed to be cleaned. She's on antibiotics, we have creams, and we have ointments. There were many in her ear, too, so we're on an ear treatment, as well. Yes, all the great things that dog owners love to do for their furry pets, because they are so receptive.
"I'm sorry...I had to shave her."
It's all good. As Tanya Baker said, "She looks bad ass."
That was how my day started, and in the afternoon I was informed that my father is firing me from shaving him because his home, health-care aide does a better job. Apparently they bought razors from this century and aren't the old ones I could find in the bathroom.
I wish I could say I was productive, but I only scraped moving parts of things needing to be done. This morning is meeting with district leaders, and my lawn really needs to be mowed again.
Ah, but last night...Christina Cantrill started a prompt with "I love the courage of....", a line from Wendell Berry, and prompted to begin a conversation to draft from his words. I wrote for him.
And it's Friday. Weekends are for getting the real work done.
For Wendell Berry
I love his courage,
the way he gently
crossed my path,
staff in hand, looking
at me by a Sycamore,
with children at my feet
writing in notebooks,
before making
pillars of poetry
for the Earth
& tackling
the wild
beasts we are.
English is environmental.
Ecologically,
a watershed,
of its own.
Bluegrass
waving
in humid winds.
A kingfisher
hunting mossy creeks.
I guess
I’ll be picking
these berries
for the
rest of
my life.
