Interesting Experiences

So here I am, jammed in the doggy door to the garage, with a blanket stuck to my head. And it almost looks like I'm stepping out of Heaven into reality (all that bright light and stuff on my nice white fur). When I saw the picture I thought I must be losing it. But maybe not.

You know, we dogs have an uncanny knack for knowing things that you humans tend to miss.Did you know that Great Danes, for example, were once thought of as extremely spiritual dogs who could detect the presence of demons? Yep. My Mom's Newfoundland, Joshua could do the same. One day he paced in front of the television until she turned the channel to "Patton." Then he settled down and went to sleep- but the original channel was set to "Stepford Wives." Smart dog, I say.

I pretty much get along with everyone most of the time but there are a few people I don't care for. They just give me the heebie-geebies. It's kind of funny, but my Mom's friends who were once criminals or cops,and some Christians and relatives, seem to be fine around me. Others, not so much.

One night I was so worried about intruders that I laid down in front of the door! There were police all over the front yard with their flashing lights- and I just didn't want to take the chance, so I took my nap in front of the door. Let them come over the top of me. Good luck, I say. There is always more to a situation than you might think. The spiritual reality is pretty normal for us. So enjoy the blanket on my head and the bright light in the background, and know that it's because that's where I live most of the time: in a different realm.

Mom's Funny

Well, Mom is back to "normal", at least 99% of the time. But I have to tell you, she's a riot.

A few days ago she took me to the grocery store with her. I'm pretty sure she forgot I was in the car,'cause she was gone a really long time. She apologized to me, and said something about forgetting something or another. My legs were crossed from having to go pee, but other than that it was ok.

She told me that a few days after her hospital stay she put face cream in her hair. I didn't get to see that, but it sounded like something out of an old slapstick comedy routine. (Don't tell her I said that, ok?)

She put the paprika on a shelf by the telephone instead of in the cupboard where it belonged. Pretty comical that no one in the house noticed it there. When her brain came back, she moved it.

Of course, the people in charge of the house while she was "out" put all the bowls in the wrong cupboard. They also melted one of the plastic bowls in the dishwasher. It went from round to oval in one easy swipe. She had to fix those little things too. So, see? She does have more than one brain cell.

All in all, she is doing very well. Her brain is being restored and she only ties her shoes wrong every other day instead of every day. She's getting there. :)