Divine magic of crimson sunset caught before it could vanish forever. No two sunsets are the same and each day brings new colour combinations on sky canvas – lovely lavender, rich purple, fiery orange, spiritual saffron, sensuous red, glorious yellow and more textures, varieties, patterns…endless! This sunset was amazingly different from all other sunsets.
We only think about the impediments, the problems that are stopping us to expand. How about embracing the possibilities created due to those problems?
The road block may stop us from going on our familiar road but it cannot stop us from rerouting and finding a brand new path. And oh, the immense joy of discovering limitless opportunities on a path of your own finding…!
Just look how the view from my window has changed from yesterday to today. The landscape was blue and green yesterday and see how it has changed to grey and white today after unexpected snowfall last night in the Twin Cities. If this is not magic, what is? I am accepting the change and amazed at the transformation🙏🏻.
Perhaps the meditative puppy knew about the upcoming snowfall! The wonders of nature is endless, if only we stop for a moment and look.
“This grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never all dried at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal sunset, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls” – John Muir
Nature, you are awesome!
It is the beginning of second month after our impulsive adoption of the Shollie Pup – Happy Singh! And while my hubby and boys are enjoying the challenges, I am honestly, still struggling. Hubby has nicely fit into the role of pup-dad, and my sons are happy to be pup-bros, but I am finding it hard to be a pup-mom!
As, I mentioned in an earlier post I am dog agnostic and I am okay with them from a distance. But petting, feeding, potty training… it is all new and may I say, hard work.
I know it is not tedious for those who love the furry creatures. I envy the ability of dog lovers to cuddle, care and pet the creatures as their own child. I have seen how my hubby embraces the puppy and plays with him. But it makes me nervous when Happy jumps and barks to make me play. I just dash for the safest haven or escape from the room. It also makes me dejected to see my art studio taken over by an exploring dog that nibbles at my brushes.
The excitement, enthusiasm and joy of owning a pet is yet to come. But I quite like observing the bonding of my sons and Happy. They happily chuck the devices and forego tv time for running chores for Happy. It is a meaningful relationship for them. And whenever, my hubby jokes about rehoming the pup, he is staunchly opposed by the pup-brothers.
As for me, I am doing okay with his potty outings and feeds on weekdays. Although when the house work increases, I crib. Sorry! Whenever, hubby is around, Happy is entirely his duty. My eight year old does his bit too rather enthusiastically. And the little one just enjoys being around Happy.
I sometimes chide myself for not being very inclusive and joyous about our pet. But I guess, it is because I am just seeing one part of this ‘Happy’ accident – just the ‘compromises and hard work’ part. The feeling of companionship might come later as I get more comfortable around his licking, jumping and playing.
To tell you the truth, Happy is a good puppy. He is inquisitive and tries to obey. He has grown quite big in one month. He is learning fast and we don’t have daytime messes anymore. But night time is still hard in the cold, freezing weather of Minnesota.
The worst weather is about to come, when venturing outside would be a momentous task. And picking after the dog in a snow shower would not be poetic, to say the least. And what if Happy refuses to go out for potty in the snow? I guess, that will be a new challenge.
I really need tips from my dog loving readers and neighbors to gear up for the winters. There is a lot to know about keeping and training a dog. I try to read and educate myself but first hand information is always better.
Now, Happy has become a part of the family – an important member. I am not only observing changes in other family members but also in myself as I have become more adaptable and flexible. I am slowly getting used to all the ‘Happy’ changes. And my only prayer this winter – please god, less snow showers🙏🏻.
PS- Many of my dear, lovely readers wanted an update about Happy. So, I am happy to keep you updated. Please share if you have any tips about taking care of dogs in winters. Stay warm and healthy!
As I tried to respond foolishly on an impulse about a situation, as I usually do, the small, quiet voice said in a whisper – stop, observe your self talk, observe yourself judging others, observe yourself speculating and concluding. Half of the things you think are just random imaginative thoughts, a quarter is based on past or future thus irrelevant. And only a tiny bit is required NOW for existence. Why waste so much of your precious energy acting on every thought? Do not identify with any of your thoughts in your mind… you are the master and the mind is just a tool!
But the mind’s job is to think, assess and judge, it has to talk, right?, I asked.
Yes, but instead of tackling the situation calmly, mind with runaway thoughts will take you on a horror roller coaster ride. The mind loves to create, negate and make fuss about nothing. Half of the things it makes up is pure fiction… laugh at it and stay the master. It is just a tool, make it work to realize your full potential. Make it work to assess a situation, judge wisely and then act. Or else, you will be a slave! One day the mind will know that all its random gibberish has no effect on You. And then it will work only when You want it to work!
The moment of impulse passed, thank god I stopped and listened to the so often ignored, small voice! I handled the situation better🙏🏻
I am dog agnostic. I wish them well but I keep my distance. As a child, when a dog was around, I would sit on chair or bed with my feet up. So a fortnight back, when the lady in a pet store welcomed me with the line – ‘Here comes Mommy,’ and tried to hand me a pup, I was unnerved. Good lord, I, the mother of a pup???
Well, it was dear husband’s birthday and he and the kids really wanted a cute, cuddly, furry baby. They were all bustling with excitement, so, I couldn’t say no.
I felt I was making a mistake. Adopting a puppy was a huge, huge task! All my other plans were at risk to go awry but then I was up against three dog lovers in the family. And I didn’t want to look like some vampish, scornful lady….think Lalita Pawar!
Warning bells did ring when an unknown old lady came very close to me and whispered- Good luck with that! It was a well meaning warning since she had understood my hesitation. But I did not really pay heed to it and went with the flow.
We adopted the two-month old puppy, bought all puppy things, paid the fees. signed papers etc etc… And named him HAPPY SINGH since he was adopted on the occasion of ‘Happy Birthday’.
The real struggle started in the car. The pup wanted to wrestle out of my hand and explore around. And I was scared so I was holding him too tight. I thought he would bite me but he didn’t. Somehow, we reached home.
Happy is not potty trained. So, you can imagine the struggle again. Plus he was on deworming medicine. First two days, hubby kept cleaning huge messes as I struggled to get used to the new smell and resident.
My sisters and other family members were like – But you never cared for any dog!!! On my husband’s side, everyone loves dogs, so they were excited.
My kids were super happy and they kept goading me to be happy about Happy. I noticed, hubby looked tired but enjoyed being around the pup. Only, I felt differently.
When Monday came and the three Dog lovers left, the onus fell on me completely. Every hour I took him out to do his business. Thankfully, he complied. But it was all new to me and loads of extra work.
When the kids returned, they ran straight to Happy. They had accepted him with open hearts. And the puppy loved back. Only, I was the mean one.
Tuesday, I struggled again. By night, I felt completely exhausted. I counted days for weekend to come.
A thousand times, I thought of returning the pup. But something about Happy is so endearing that I couldn’t take the decision despite all the struggle.
By the end of the week, I and him felt little settled.
This week began with struggle again but Happy is a quick learner. And he is doing well. Only I have not gotten used to his playing with me. It is bit rough but husband is training him.
As I write this post, Happy is waiting for me to take him out. This new episode has been challenging but overall I believe that Happy has come to us for a good reason.
He is a sweet puppy and I am slowly accepting him as a part of our family.
Images – My phone
The art room in my kids’ school has a Mona Lisa painting. The little one especially has great interest in the famous lady as he feels that her eyes moves around. So, a little conversation took place between us to decode Mona Lisa and here is what the four-year-old thinks of the painting.
Me – Is Mona Lisa happy or sad in the painting?
LO – She is creepy… no… wait, creepy-smiley. She is happy but looks creepy too. She is not sad at all.
Me – What do you think is her age?
LO – She is 56 year old grown up.
Me – What is the best part of her face.
LO – Her lips! It’s just a line. And her eyebrows are down touching her eyes. She is always staring but if there is a staring contest, I will win.
Me – What else?
LO – She is wearing black and has a dupatta (veil) and her skin is yellow. See, mine is tan. She is standing by a mountain.
Me – What is she thinking about?
LO – She is thinking of herself.
Me (showing the painting of Mona Lisa on phone) – Do you want her painting in your room?
LO – (Runs away) She is creepy…nooooooo!
Images courtesy Google