Colorado is having a high winds today. Mom says its the early start of spring time (usually in March), something called in like a lion and out like a lamb. She is hoping we will get mild weather soon.
Here is my Haiku telling you just how I feel:
Delivered about 20 origami bouquets to one of the oncology coordinators.
Here is the report from her first delivery – I just delivered three of the flowers to the inpatient oncology unit at Littleton. The first lady was so grateful. The second one couldn’t quit smiling. And the third was a very weak, tiny, elderly lady who looked to be of Japanese descent. Her face lit up like sunshine. She had a pillow in her lap so I laid it on the pillow. Later, when I was leaving, I peeked in on her. She was asleep with the flowers in her hand. This morning one of the Radiation Therapists took one to put by the machines so patients could see it when they walked in for treatment. I would say that the first four made the day for a lot of people.
As our congregation ages in our little Japanese American Methodist Church, the older people find it difficult to make it to service.
They also miss some of their favorite foods, not served in assisted living centers. Yay for Charlotte. She is organizing Bento Box surprises for our elderly!
Maze gohan, savory flank steak, kimpiri gobo, orange slices and pumpkin cake!
Great fellowship creating these masterpieces!
Thank you Charlotte for all you hard work (and she made the cake for dessert)!
My human brother brought this home for Mom. She immediately hugged him and put him where I can’t reach him.
He isn’t handsome enough or cute enough for a photo shoot with Mom!
Henry here with a guest post. I am sitting on the doggie futon in this picture.
Here I am playing with a Halloween toy, doesn’t the futon look okay?
Well Mom caught me pulling some stuffing from the doggie futon.
She said I was a warui kozo, a bad stinker or brat. I tried to tell her that the Futon Yokai was possessing me but she would have none of it.
The Futon Yokai is incredibly clever. It has possession of the doggie futon and is enjoying tormenting me. You would think it would want to protect itself. But no, it is also a warui kozo and even if I shred the doggie futon to oblivion and it loses its home it is happy if it gets me in trouble.
Bad bad Futon Yokai, I hope Mom can feel its presence soon so she’ll understand what is going on…. You believe me don’t you?
October is my birthday month. Since I am a rescue Mom does not have an exact date. I get treats and toys all month. Well this is true of months that aren’t even my birthday month.
I am one year old now and today is my last day of puppy food. Mom has been mixing it with big boy food and it is almost gone.
My birthday Haiku.
Our church has an area where you light a candle for your concern or celebration. The rest of the congregation doesn’t know what your candle is for, but they pray with you to honor your request.
This is a simple haiku for a fellow blogger, his partner and their companion that came to me at candle lighting today.
A daily reminder from my companions that living in the moment is truly important.
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