February 16-27 2013

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Sunday 16- sunny with temps around 84 degrees.

I did my stretches, yoga, lifted weights, core trainer, and punched the heavybag for eight minutes. Then we went for a mile and a half run through the desert; she gets tired at the end of the run and keeps her mellow until evening.

We went for our evening walk with Cassie leading the way again.

We went went for a night run at 2am.

Monday 17- a very nice dry day temps still in the 70s.

Only one late night outing  in the am for me and Cassie.

I did my stretches, yoga, lifted weights, core trainer, and punched the heavybag for eight minutes. Then we went for a mile and a half run through the desert.

We went for our evening walk.

We went went for a night run at 2am.

Tuesday 18- overcast with temps into the mid 70s.

Cassie got me up around 7pm to go outside, but I walked her around for half an hour without her doing her thing. I know by now that she will wake me up on the hour, and I really need my sleep, so I put her in the dog kennel and slept until 9:30am. I don’t much like putting her in there because she whines, something that hurts me to hear her do. I turn the radio on by the kennel so it will give her some distraction. She’s eventually going to get used to the kennel.

I did my stretches, yoga, lifted weights, core trainer, and punched the heavybag for eight minutes. Then me and Cassie went for a mile and a half run through the desert.

I watered all the plants outside and sprayed Cassie a few times.

We went for our evening walk. I let Cassie take the lead and we explored a different route than I ever had before. We found a few old shacks hidden way back off the road I didn’t know were there; pretty cool!

I updated the Copper Mountain Mesa Website and sent out the Newsletter. I was a little late (like four days), but fortunately I got an email tonight from a man who lost his dog and asked me to put a notice for the lost dog in the newsletter and on the website, so I did. Good thing I was late updating the website or I wouldn’t have seen his email until next Saturday; I hope he finds his doggy.

We went for a night run at 2am in the morning. Cassie is getting better going out at night; she was scared of the dark when I first got her. Better yet, she waited until 8:30 to wake me up in the morning!

Wednesday 19- high winds today but warm; temps in the low 80s.

I did my stretches and went on a mile and a half run with Cassie.

We went for our evening walk with Cassie again leading the way again.

We went went for a night run at 2am.

Cassie woke me up to go outside at 3:45am, one hour after I went to sleep.

Thursday 20- nice day with temps in the low 70s.

I did my stretches, yoga, lifted weights, core trainer, and punched the heavybag for eight minutes. Then me and Cassie went for a mile and a half run through the desert.

We went for our evening walk.

It was the first time I turned on my TV in months to watch my favorite program Elementary, but it turned out to be a rerun. I was still going to watch it anyways until all of a sudden Cassie started barking at the people moving around on the large screen TV and wouldn't stop until I turned it off. Ha! Living with a dog

We went for a night walk at 1:30am

Friday 21- sunny with highs into the mid 70s and lows down into the 40s.

Cassie woke me up at 7am. I took her outside to let her do her business, but she didn’t want to come back inside so I had to put her inside the kennel. I woke back up at 9:30 and she seemed to be okay and wasn’t whining. I can’t let her run loose in the yard for several reasons, one being that I need to check the yard for snakes and another is I’m afraid she might dig out. Later in the day after I’ve checked the yard I let her run free without supervision for maybe half an hour before I check on her. Most times when I go inside she also follows me in.

I did my stretches and went on a mile and a half run with Cassie.

I tried to giving Cassie a bath; she made me feel like I was some kind of madman. I did get her all soaped up and washed down pretty good, but I need to find a better way. As I opened the front door to go inside and she being soaking wet slipped by me and jumped up on my bed. I just let her be and figured the blankets would eventually dry.

Cassie and I did our evening walk.

Saturday 22- overcast but nice weather.

I did my stretches, yoga, lifted weights, core trainer, and punched the heavybag for eight minutes. Then me and Cassie went for a mile and a half run through the desert.

I updated the Copper Mountain Mesa Website and sent out the Newsletter.

Drove over to the community center to put up sign that potluck was called off due to illness, not me but a friend who has the keys to open the center up.

Took Cassie for a walk. There were some wildflowers and I thought it would be cool to take her to see them. The only problem was is that she tried to catch the bees when they flew around gathering pollen; the bees didn’t like that and we had to make a hasty escape.

Cassie goes mad over Squeaky Toys!  She ripped out the plastic squeaky thingy in one toy. I got it before she could swallow it and use it to freak her out making her think her main squeaky toy is over by me. Her main squeaky toy has stood the ripping test, but that other one had the stuffing ripped out of it in a matter of days

We went for an evening walk, Jupiter is high in the sky, and all is well.

***** Stuff I Wrote this Week******

I can spend forever editing my writings and finding flaws or something else I can add this or that every time I read them; sometimes, after a while of tinkering, I just have to let them go because life has its flaws and that’s the beauty of life and the universe. We can come as close to perfection as possible, never achieving, only striving for something that doesn't exist but in the minds of the creative artist, poets and dreamers. (I'll probably edit the hell out of this a few times more) ;)

~Robert DeLoyd

An Unexpected Journey:

Thrust thy knife deep into my heart, twist what evils stand us apart. Drawn down upon a heart so bold, to asked the question that must be told.

I stagger, I stumble, my breath comes so shallow. I cross to open casement in musty room, to gaze last time on yonder Moon. Dark blood seeps now from wounds so deep, a puncture to deprive life from me a repugnant beast.

I collapse and lie where I have fallen, my blood soaked shirt, to stain, to spread upon hardwood floor. I peer closely at coarse grain in olden oak boards, last of images I shall view and then no more.

I write my answer with my blood as I depart, like fingerpaints of a young child’s art. It makes no sense now that I can discern visually, for what I have written everybody should know clearly; that life is to be lived and to live is to be free. ~Robert DeLoyd

Ah, most beautiful of lovelies has returned, I yearn to caress thy tender lips, but with pause I seek to nudge and fondle, breasts so ample and so firm, such is the lust of love I have for thee, alluring young maiden by the sea.

~Robert DeLoyd

We should never forget that tomorrow's memories are today's past...

~Robert DeLoyd

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