I missed yesterday’s entry. There were silver linings that I brought to my attention, but I ran out of energy to put them down. I will allow myself to have a quick blog entry, they don’t all need to be long and in depth.
Today I paid attention to myself, to feed my soul, to thrive! This afternoon I went around to my Mums house to finish off some weather protection work that was mostly completed a few weeks ago. This photo is from then, sitting on the fence to fix the waterproof shade cloth to the underside of the carport roof.
Today was working in low light at the end of the day, so it was difficult to get any photos of the finished work. Yes I’m very handy. I can fix most things around the house. Heck I can even build a house myself these days. Mum always appreciates these handy jobs that she can’t manage, although she is quite capable herself as well.
I enjoy giving of my time to assist and make her life better. I enjoy spending time with her, working on something together. It feeds my soul.
And this little guy. Brightens up those nights when I’m sitting and reading or writing or watching a movie on my own.
Moments ago while I was writing, felt his nose nudge my foot that was dangling in the air. He wanted attention, he was just below me. He was probably thinking “Why wasn’t I giving him attention?” So I keep having to stop writing and stroke his head and back as he is settled down on a little carpet circle next to me.
Grateful for opportunities to be helpful for others, to spend time with my Mum, to connect with pets and share love.
After a tiring day with unexpected sadness, it’s nice to be able to spend time with pets that love you unconditionally.
This is Mr.Poppy. He is in his 70s (human equivalent). Has arthritis in his back legs and other signs of ageing. And probably had a small stroke 2 years ago that scrambled his personality a little. But he has always loved stretching out on the floor, especially when the heater is on, and is rather partial to some company, especially if it involves him receiving attention in the form of rubs. We know he is enjoying the attention when he clicks his back teeth (the rabbit equivalent of a purr).
I was trying to get some photos with him earlier near his food area, but they weren’t turning out very well. Then I lay on my back and let him hop up on my chest to give me bunny kisses. This involves me holding a sultana between my lips and letting him take it from me. Bunny kisses!
The other action of mine when giving him rubs on the floor, is to bring my head down and rub my forehead to his. Such soft fur! Another rabbit sign of affection.
There’s no picking up this rabbit for a cuddle. Attention must be on his terms and at his level. We’ve had 5 different rabbits in this house and each one has been a completely individual personality. I think all pets are like that aren’t they?
for so long
here and there
The seasons change
Time to renew
is so easy now
By the handful
Pure essence of you
watch it float
on the morning breeze
A little ragged
will sort themselves out
(14 November 2014)
[ I call this poem a “duopoly”. It was written entirely with two distinct meanings in mind. For me, they were regarding a moulting pet rabbit and also regarding letting go of emotions and feelings. Let me know if any other interpretations occurred to you while reading. ]
Sooty fawn lop eared bunny
On the carpet at my feet
One hand stroking along your back
With forefinger and thumb brushing your sides
From the back of your head
Slowly down to your tail
Head to tail
Teeth clicking in continual happiness
I want to brush away all your worries
Brush away the arthritis in your back legs
Soothe away your addled-ness
Stroke away your old-age complications
Reinforcing your family membership
For right now is companionship and love
Your love is not overshadowed by your moods
You are therapy for me
Falling asleep with
a rabbit on my lap, keeps
distracting me from
Pain and nausea
calling from my abdomen
Silky fur between
my fingers, encourage
happy silent purrs
until she ventures away
for a stretch and clean
Tucked up warm alone
on the sofa, let winter
rain and blow outside