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Finding peace.

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We've been taking lots of trips to the woods in the last few weeks.  Sometimes we visit chickens and turtles, sometimes the water.    Either way, it is so easy and happy there.  The Bug says, "Woods, woods!" whenever there are more than two trees growing together.  The sun light (or rain that we've had so much of) filters gently through the leaves speckling us with yellow and green light.  There are frogs to be found and rocks and sticks to throw in the water or just collect.  It is rejuvenating for me when I don't think I can take anything else, it is calming for the Bug when the world outside the woods is so full of "No" and "Stop".  We relish the time. Today, after a long walk followed by a bike ride where the Bug actually used the pedals(!!)  we came home and I pulled out the hose and sprayed him with it for an hour.  It is just noon here.  Thursdays are sooo long.  I think we'll need to find the woods again soon.  I hope you are f

Changes

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First- thank you all for your kind words about Zo.  It has meant a lot to me to be reminded how many others loved her. So many things have changed here in the last couple weeks.  On the evening after the Bug's party our black cat, Sydney, went to live with my mother-in-law.  He has been adjusting into her household and sounds like he is very happy there.  And of course, Zo.  That leaves us with just Sebastien for a fuzzy friend.  Turns out, Sebastien isn't really a quiet, mild mannered, deaf Persian cat.   He is actually a very loud and looking for rubs kind of cat.  Even more amazing, my allergies to him seem to have subsided completely!  I always knew I was allergic to Sydney's saliva and that he would groom Sebastien.  I just had no idea I wasn't actually allergic to Sebastien at all.  Can you imagine?  For 12 years I thought I was allergic to this cat and it was really the other one all along!  So anyway, now they are both getting lot's of attention and no dou

Zo Bear

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Sometime in the Fall of the year 2000 a little, tiny, three pound schipperke moved from the Eastern Shore to live with me in Baltimore.  My first memory was her running into the room and then flipping over at my feet for a belly rub.  She had so much energy and bounce.  She went just about everywhere with me.  I easily carried her in my pocket or purse.  People often thought she was a toy.  I named her Zo Bear because she often walked on her back legs like a circus bear.  The first night she met Senor she stood on his chest and licked his face, nose and ears until they turned red.  I knew he was the one just from that.  It was love at first sight for all of us. For a while I had a job where she came with me everyday.  We would walk in Double Rock Park for an hour before I went in.  She greeted every one of my employees as they came in. Everyone wanted to know what kind of dog she was.  Sometimes people thought she was a fox or a pig: "Is that a pig?" "No, it