Pets

Very Short Stories, Week 19

It’s been a tough week and I still feel lost and unsure. I know I should push forward and fight to normalize my routine again but… The weight of Jasper’s death still clings to me and the silence is a knife straight through my heart.

I hope by trying to tap into other things for the prompts, I might banish this sadness that comes in waves. Hopefully, the ache will lessen with a bit more time and I’ll be able to carry on.

Anyways, the vssof this week still deal with Jasper, but I tried to write about other things, too. I hope you enjoy them.

 

August 20th

My #haven is my pets. The soft touch of their fur on my hands and their attentive, soul piercing gaze as they listen to every word. I lost a piece of my haven last night. His barks that woke me with his demands. His warmth as he snuggled close at night. Gone. But not forever.

 

August 21st

Staring at the x-rays of her dog, she was #blindsided by the news.

We usually see this with cancer, the vet explained.

The rest of his words were lost on her and tears fell like silent rain down her cheeks. Her husband’s hand was rough yet warm as it rubbed her shoulder.

 

August 22nd

The #wilds of the world shrink and shrivel in the grasp of greedy humans. Trees fall, uprooted and cut. Lakes dry under an unforgiving sun. Grassy meadows become concrete beaches. Our touch turns the world into a cold, unforgiving landscape. Nature’s tears and cries unheard.

 

August 23rd

#Bright lights twinkled like rare gems above them. A sky full of treasure they’d never see or know. The soft colours danced upon the packed dirt and they followed it forward, hands clasped in each others. The world was still and silent as they reached the clear waters.

 

August 24th

The silence is neverending. An unbreakable entity consuming any whisper of noise and leaving a desperate void in its wake. She cries but the sounds of her sobs dissipate into a vacant air. Sadness fills her gaze like waters in a still lake. The ripples #shatter silence.

 

August 25th

Even when the #skyline hid behind trees, her bare feet carried her onward. Just beyond the horizon, she repeated, dragging her tired soul despite its cries. In the daylight, the sun battered her skin through ripped fabric. Her raspy breaths echoed in her ears as she collapsed.

 

August 26th

I #confess

my heart is broken

my mind is unguided

my body is hollowed.

I confess

my path forward is gone

my dream is muddled

my goals lost to time

I confess

I don’t know what to do

Take time to heal

or push right through.

I confess

my only solace is sleep

and it calls again.

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Chip Away At It

Sorry for the late blog post today, but Andrew and I have been on the go since early this morning!

We started tidying/organizing our Small Animal Room (which needs to be renamed, because Chewbacca, our Degu, passed away last week). It is essentially our storage space. We have a stand with built Lego on it. There is a filing cabinet with unbuilt Lego kits in/on it. There are a ton of shelves in there for a variety of stuff!

It contains day to day products like paper towel, toilet paper, kleenex, and ziploc bags. We tend to buy some of those items in bulk when on sale to save a bit of money in the long run. The down side to the money saving? The extra space it requires til it is used!

The room also holds various papers (cards, Andrew’s college stuff, adoption paperwork for pets, etc). We have collected other papers into the room to go through at a later date. There is a lot of space and other rooms that require attention before finer things get a look through.

We have rolling stands that now contain pet items like excess toys, shirts, sweaters, jackets, leashes, and some treats. Raven, our beagle, has quite the nose on her, and finds that stuff to rip through if it is left out. (Our two cats also like to help her, and Jasper, our shih tzu, sits back and waits for the rewards!)

Anyways, it is a catch all space. Thankfully some of that space will be cleared once items are relocated to the garage or donation centers (Humane Society and Talize are where we go usually). Andrew has Magic cards, kinder egg toys, naughty magazines (from his ‘younger’ days), and some other things that we will be looking to sell, donate, or give to friends/family in time. Mind you, that involves getting him to put the effort in which is much like yanking teeth!

After it is done, I plan on tackling our linen closet and bedroom next. Front hall and office will follow, and we’ll see where it goes from there. Our basement, mostly, is a contained, organized area that does not require the level of attention the rest of our house needs. At least there is that, right?

I am hoping decluttering will help my mind focus on writing, (I did manage to get a word count of 1,000 in the past two days), but it will take time. We have been watching Tidying Up with Marie Kondo on Netflix, and it helps motivate Andrew to tackle this stuff with me. It is helpful, but there are a few things I disagree with when it comes to her methods (I’ll leave that alone though).

Sadly, I don’t think I will touch my book over the weekend much, but here’s a prayer that I’ll get some much needed housework done!