In Threes, Part Deux


I suppose I’ve held my tongue for as long as I could.

As I posted a few weeks ago, there were quite a few things going on in my life that sort of restricted my blogging. Not so much the physical aspect but more emotional than anything and they really took their toll. There were definitely things to talk about but my choice, I didn’t so as to sort of keep my sanity while things cooled down.

Here are the updates.

1. Mom’s Sudden Surgery: Mom was in the hospital for about a week and last time I spoke with her, she’s back home and recovering. It’ll be about a month before she can drive again so she’s probably going to get cabin fever real soon. I promised to visit with Anthony when I had the chance but being I’m helping my friend out at his restaurant for a month, time’s going to be tight. I’ll see what I can do.

2. Ozziekat: I don’t think I need to go into any more details about my beloved kitty. I miss him still, even if our remaining cat Monte has decided to take over Ozzie’s duty of lying on my chest and falling asleep. He’d never done this before so it’s kind of freaky, almost as if Ozzie sort of put a bug in his ear. And I’m not going to lie: Ozziekat is still on my mind. In fact when I fed Monte this morning, I held back on the dry food so that there was enough for Ozzie. I stopped, hung my head, sighed, and poured the reminder into Monte’s bowl.

The one thing we have decided to do was dedicate the newly remodeled backyard garden to the memories of Ozzie and Cindy. I threw this together in Photoshop and had it printed to 8×10 so that I can frame it and post it within the garden:

dedication lo-res

The image of Ozzie is one of my favorites. He was simply basking in the sunlight that shone through the kitchen window and I thought hey, he looks so peaceful. So I grabbed my camera and took the shot. Cindy, as you can see, never looked very happy in photos but she was very loving and affectionate (see the clip in this post). While we miss them both, it’s been difficult for me with Ozzie’s passing. He was my buddy and he, although sometimes quite the turd, was a big part of our lives, mine in particular. We just clicked and it’s hard to imagine he’s gone. I’m sure I’ll be fine someday but for now, it’s still not easy.

And in case you’re wondering, no, we still haven’t gone to the shelter to look at another car because I honestly won’t be happy with another. He was one of a kind so chances are I’ll be looking for a clone and we both know that it’s not going to happen.

RIP, my little buddy.

3. Possible Job: All of those calls that at once time sounded so promising turned out to be sound and fury signifying nothing. Repeated e-mails to the recruiters went unanswered so I pretty much gathered that at this point, I’m out of the running for all of them. Oh well; they were too far anyhow.

Other than that, I haven’t been doing much else. Hell, even exercising, the one thing I used to do religiously, hasn’t been done in a few weeks. That’s not entirely a bad thing since I seem to have lost 3 pounds during that time. Go figure.

But I need to start training real fast because I’ve got a whole slew of 5ks coming up, including the Del Mar Mud Run in October. That just happens to take place the same week as the Long Beach Marathon Bike Tour, which I’m also doing.

I need to get running again…

And with that, I think I’m back. Maybe not as steadily as before nor at first but back nonetheless. If anything, I may just start posting photos from wherever I go just to keep the blog alive.

I have returned. Try not to get too excited 🙂

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2 thoughts on “In Threes, Part Deux

  1. Hey Dave,
    I know how it is to lose pets and must say it is awful. I had two golden retrievers who were like our kids and with us for 12 and 15 years respectively. I think I was depressed for awhile or just unmotivated to do anything productive at the time. I remember I would tear up whenever something reminded me of them.
    All I can tell you is over time the hurt seems less and less painful. We never did get new goldens but have always talked about it on and off. It’s been about 10 years since our last pet passed away.
    I think your garden will help.

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    • We’re dealing with it the best we can and since we lost two almost within a year, it’s been twice as hard to cope.

      I’m sure that with time we will get better but for now, the pain is still there. We still have a cat that sort of keeps going but it’s still not the same. Nothing will ever be able to replace the others.

      We hope they enjoy the garden. Ozzie used to like roaming around in there.

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