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went to Alyssia's house.   Her follow up appt. at the Spay/Neuter clinic was today.   For 'Julian's" dog.  Pickle.   I won't say much about that.   just basic facts.   Julian told Jenny that all he wanted for Christmas was his OWN dog.   She bought him an English Mastiff,    because Alyssia had said off and on something about wanting a Big dog.  They have an old fox terrier.   Pickle is big.    Julian likes the literary images of things…like  one's own dog.   or here,  on the Hill,  one's own Goat.   He imagines puppies that follow you everywhere.  He's not so much about the reality of things.  He's not interested in conversations about these things.  That said,  i went to Alyssia's and hung out with Emrie while she took the dog for his booster shots and chip.

there's a feral cat.   She's had 3 litters since they moved there,  only one had survived of the three litters until this pregnancy.  They let her IN.   3 excellent kittens.  She had them in Emrie's room.  From the beginning,  first day,  eyes closed,  Emrie held them.  She learned the concept of KEEP.   Alyssia repeating,  we can't KEEP them.  and a few days ago,  a person came and took all three.  

today,  Emrie and i drew with chalk  on the cement under their car port.   We floated stuff in the pool that we couldn't swim in cause it has green stuff growing in it.  We pretended a lot of things and sang a lot of songs.  At one point,  she was tired.  Her eyelids heavy and she wanted to sit together in the rocking chair,  the one of Alz. B;s that her husband Lee had built her.  We barely fit together but we do.  just enough and we sat.  Her drifting and me too.    She was looking up at me and into the grape vines overhead and she said

old nana.  Can I keep you?

the Cloth…it's the first spirit house Cloth.   is on a black rayon ground…from Dharma Trading,  maybe 15 years ago.  The image is edgy but the Cloth itself,  so soft of hand.