Friday:) More Furry and Feathered Friends, and a Do-over Funeral 🤦‍♀️

18 Jun

“Say not in grief that he is no more but live in thankfulness that he was.”



“If you start off the day right, nothing can go wrong.”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis


I’ve been listening to all these podcasts, webinars, Ted Talks, and YouTube self-help videos for a couple of years. Covid hibernation prompted a need to expand my brain. Oh man! My brain is about to explode! I’ve learned so much and probably have forgotten half of it. 🤦‍♀️

Yesterday, I listened to a podcast from the Center for Brainhealth. It focused on preventing or reducing the risk of Alzheimer’s. I took notes and jotted down some major points. Some factors that intrigued me were that exercise or the brain and body, and healthy eating were important. Well, we all knew that, but how to implement them is another story. You need to make a plan, write it down, set goals, execute, and improve your goals. One thing they stressed was getting up early and starting your day with a positive attitude, exercise, and good nutrition. Yikes! I don’t go to sleep till 1 or 2 am, and sleep in till 10. 🤦‍♀️

So, this morning, I was up before 8, did my crunches, listened to my Formed Gospel reading, said my novena, checked emails, and was out the door for my walk before 9 am. Cool! Well, actually warm. It was already hot out. And, when I got home, I started a new notebook with my intentions and results. Over 4,000 steps this morning.

On my journey, the horse across Wilmeth was out grazing. This wasn’t my usual friendly guy. This furry guy totally ignored me.

“No, I’m not goin’ over there, lady!”

As I continued my walk, I went over to the tree where I had laid my poor cardinal friend to rest under a tree by the pond. It was last Friday that I found him mangled in the street. He wasn’t where I placed him. I looked around and saw him a few feet away. Little bugs were crawling all over him, but he was still in tact. I decided that he needed a proper burial this time, and in some way that he won’t be disturbed, so he can decompose and become one with the earth.

I placed him next to a more distant, more shady tree. Then, I sprinkled some mulch over him, then gathered pebbles and stones to protect him from the elements and predators.

“Unique to Jewish tradition, however, is the custom of placing pebbles, stones, and small rocks on Jewish graves.” (Google.)

I placed a final large stone over him as a proper headstone marker. “Say not in grief that he is no more but live in thankfulness that he was.”

The rest of my day was lovely. I guess it’s true, if you start off the day right, nothing can go wrong.

Now, for my customary Black Russian Friday to end my evening.

Happy Friday, my friends.

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