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It seems like a random way to start the day, but I gave my dog a bath first thing this morning.  It also seems like a peculiar way to start a blog post, talking about such an uninteresting and simple chore.  She hadn’t had one in quite a while and spends most of her time indoors.  She must have rolled in something on one of her 5 minute outdoor ventures yesterday, because she stunk something awful last night.  Ninety pounds of slow moving, geriatric boxer is not a fun time in the tub.  First of all, she may be old and deaf, but she’s not dumb.  She saw my hand gestures pointing towards the bathroom and she slowly started backing herself down the hall.  Her thoughts probably went something like It’s 6 a.m. and  8 degrees outside.  She has lost her God forsaken mind.    In MY mind, however, this was perfect timing.  The kids were still asleep.  I had the time and the energy of a new day to haul her big arse in and out of the tub.  Not to mention the holy hairy mess clean-up of the aftermath.

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I have this beta fish in my classroom.  You know the type –long fanned tails and known for their Chinese fighting skills.  He has lived a pretty spoiled life.  One lonely fish in a 10 gallon classroom tank.  He has a filter, colored gravel, a new aquarium decoration to go with every holiday. The kids love him, even though he’s just one little fish.  One of our weekly “jobs” is as veterinarian.  This is a coveted responsibility in kindergarten, in case you didn’t know.  You get to feed the fish! But for the last two weeks our little aquatic friend has looked like he is going to die any second.  Maybe I just know a little more about fish than the kids.  Grandma Kathryn and I are the only ones who have noticed his health condition.  And she checks on him regularly, bless her soul.  I keep bringing my scoop net from home to school in my work bag, hoping I can get him flushed before everyone arrives at 8:00.  But, every morning, I turn his light on and he’s still there.  Ragged looking but ‘breathing’.  I can’t bring myself to just flush him while he still blinks at me.

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