November 4th, 2010


Cool if You Don't Have to Clean it Up

I returned to my water aerobics class this morning for the first time since giving birth to our Kung Fu Panda. My classmates and instructor were happy to see me, and I got caught up with Ann, the elderly woman who used to chat with me every class. She was doing well, having recovered from eye surgery, but two of her friends had died in September. A married couple, they died within a week of each other.

Sadly, I learned that my instructor has had her share of heartache. Her dog, like mine, passed away from cancer. In her case, though, the dog was visibly sick for much longer, and they had to take her to the vet at the end to put her to sleep. I guess I should be thankful for the small blessing of Una's almost symptomless convalescence and her death at home.

Afterward, I did a little shopping at the grocery store, a process complicated by the fact that it was pouring down rain. I managed to get KFP into his Baby Bjorn carrier with a blanket over the top without getting more than a couple drops of rain on him. Everything went smoothly inside until we got to the checkout lane.

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