My Henry is not guardian angel material. His spirit has stopped running around the house. I think that activity was my send off. It made me so happy to see him run with such careless joy. Thanks, my little "Chicken".
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This is a blog about my personal lifestyle observations living in Manhattan.
My Henry is not guardian angel material. His spirit has stopped running around the house. I think that activity was my send off. It made me so happy to see him run with such careless joy. Thanks, my little "Chicken".
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Henry's spirt is racing around the apartment. Loved to run. And...he doesn't seem to want to make the final transition. Maybe he'll stay as a spirit guide. Maybe he'll just flit away. I'll give it a day or two and then I'll know.
I would be surprised if he stayed he wasn't the most profound or wise little dog. But he definitely was a clever little self preservationest. You have to be a very old spirit to be a spirit guide and you've had to have some lifetimes together.
For now my little pup is running, and running he loved to run. He loved people to watch him run! But his back legs would fly apart like crooked chicken feet, his ears would blow back. He'd run and run as far as he could. Then he'd turn around by jumping on the air in half a back flip and run back again. He never got tired. Even after a while of running he seemed to get energized for more. I often had to grab him and slow him down and he loved to escape my grasp.
Yes. Henry was a runner. He ran like the wind a kind of chaotic unpredictable wind! He loved it! I learned a valuable lesson from Henry.
Just because your not good at something doesn't mean you can't love it.!
Run little Henry run. And he liked to jump over puddles and that he did gracefully like Michael Jordan just floating in the air, time stopped. It was elegant and prissy and clean. Surgical the way he used to jump over the puddles. People stopped in the street to look.
Henry taught me another valuable thing.
If your not good at doing the thing that you love. Cover your ass and do something your good at and make it great!
Henry was a great model! The first dog supermodel!
(He died with his ears back, just as they flew when he ran.)
I have been up all night. My little guy is very sick. I will go to the vet soon and I will try and keep it together. I am loosing my best friend, my little baby of 17 years! I am in physical pain.
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Do you have funeral expenses to pay for, trucks to take away, 50 year old newspapers in piles on the floor? Call Grandma T.V. we want to talk to your grandma on life television, we want to watch her disinigration. We want to hear what she says!
Your grandma would approve.
Call ccc ccvv ccvv.
Let's set up an interview. This is a paying gig.
I'm looking and I'm looking and I notice that something is really odd and maybe I am wrong, maybe this picture needs to be blow up but from my perspective, as a layman, looking at these pictures in major newspapers there does not seem to be any women in these pictures. T"Don't put it past them"
I gave my father two horse head onyx head book ends. He kept them with him always by his bed on a shelf.
I want them back.

"You never kick em when their down"
(My father's favorite foods were: Harveys hamburgers, Roy Rodgers Roast beef sandwiches, short ribs, Sauerkraut perogies, Pepsi, and hot bread and butter. My father was not big on desert except the lemon merangue pie which my Aunt Stella made for him. But most of all my father loved Pepsi....not Coke. Just Pepsi)
Elevators stuck, no hot water ladies in burkas.
The visitors at the hotel got a scare at 8:56 tonite.
I am sure there is no connection but it dovetails into my paranoia esp. when three ladies in in Burkas sat in the front lobbly all day facing the street as visitors walked in
The elevators are now closed. People are being told not to use the staircase. Thankfully my husband called to tell me that they were closing the elevators and I got to the stairwell before it was locked!
I remember far too much about 9/11 so my paranoia is on overdrive. This is probably just a case of simply getting some people out of a stuck elevator