Morty.

Yesterday we were outside all day and today it's even supposed to get up to 27 C!  I also spritzed myself with water suntanning when I got too hot with a spray bottle( my hubby eventually got the right one and I can still use the small one to bring with me for the beach when I go on vacation) and Beja kept licking the water off me, and I think I figured out why our mulberry trees are dead and dying as well: they're next to the black walnut tree which is known for releasing a toxin into the soil to kill other surrounding trees around it( the bastards, I know!) so that could be it and I already saw 4 maple trees as well with yellow and orange leaves on top, meaning they're dying not getting enough chlorophyll which is odd since we got so much rain and in fact in May we got over 175 mm,twice the usual. One of my Facebook friends' sister also got her mortician's degree so now I joke they can call her Morty.

Yesterday Beja also hit his head on the coffee table leg as he turned around running to play Fetch and it made a loud Thud! sound so I hope he doesn't have a concussion or any other brain damage and now I'm really worried and I still have that splitting headache and neck pain(the neck is the worst actually) that kept waking me up during the night and now my left shoulder hurts too(and I'm still dizzy) I suspect maybe the vertebrae in the neck are pinching on a nerve and yesterday Beja caught a mouse!  He kept barking like crazy in the livingroom and I went to see what the fuss was about and there he was, laying like the Sphinx with a live-but stunned- mouse, so I picked it up by the tail and tossed it outside. Buddy being a Dachshund was a hunter and a good mouser but I have to say that the Chihuahua surprised me!

This is also Beja's hair on my shirt, I mean, Chihuahua Glitter, and I learned that I can still miss Buddy and love Beja at the same time and I realize Buddy probably was ready to die as he was 19 and he was incontinent, blind, deaf, could barely walk, and just slept all the time, but *I* wasn't ready for him to die(I'M ready to die though myself)  and couldn't let him go and I am happy now he's at peace and happy and would be healed and young again and be able to run and play and be energetic and vital like he was when he was younger and I'm comforted knowing as well when it's my Time he'll be waiting for me and we'll be reunited again. The same with my mother,too.

I also like these clothes I'll never buy unless I actually see them somewhere but never order online, and I saw a chocolate bar on the table with I love you  and the 30 YR old's GF's name written on it so I don't know if it's for him and she signed her name or if it's for her from him but either way I thought it was so sweet and it made me smile, and I miss the news this Saturday as well(I checked the schedule ahead of time) because of a stupid horse race again, and my hubby gets mad when something's too hard for me and I can't do it I just have him do it ( undo a lid off a jar, assemble stuff,etc) for me but isn't that what husbands are for, and the only Indigenous MP got kicked out of Parliament yesterday,too, for saying the gov't is "telling untruths" by violating their treaties and he said, "It's the truth."

He's right, you know.

I hate this shithole so much.

Does it feel that your life's become a catastrophe? Oh, it has to be, for you to grow, boy When you look through the years and see what you could have been Oh, what you might have been If you would have more time.-Supertramp