The end of the world and other bits.

2012?
Wrath o' God?
Global warming?
Why oh why are such catastrophes happening?
Hmmm, let's look at the facts. We are easily bruiseable animals hurtling through space at an alarming rate of speed in a universe that isn't always moving in the same direction. Oh yes and we are riding on a molten rock with a thin bit of crust on the outer edge that keeps getting folded back into the molten core AND most of the rock's surface is covered in water which the last time I checked gets rather jiggly and sloshes about when agitated.
What could possibly go wrong?
I can see the marketability of religion on such a planet. Something to make you feel a tad bit less exposed and keep you safe while riding on "Mr. God's wild flaming rock and water flume with special guest appearances by the four horsemen."

You would think being fragile creatures in such a precarious existence would make us love each other and cherish every moment we are not immediately about to be done in. Oddly enough this is not the case. At least not the last time I was in traffic. I think we tend to miss the big picture while attending our appointed rounds.Then the planet burps and squashes thousands of us and we think "hey maybe we should come together to help one another survive." Que no, amigos? Why not indeed.

I've spent the last week at home sleeping in my bed. What luxury!
Millie insists on sleeping right next to me, preferably against my chest.

I've noticed that every night she has fitful dreams which leave her whimpering and kicking. I can only imagine what terrors go through her doggy brain.
Since she is almost blind she can freeze at the sight of a garbage can or stray box thinking them lions or tigers or bears.
Remodeling the house is torture for her. Nothing is in it's right place and to her the noise of construction sounds like the last day of Pompeii.
This girl can run full speed through a field without fear of hitting a tree, rock, or brier (o.k. she does just smash through bushes) but balk at coming down the hallway if the broom is against the wall.
I can't stop her dreams but can assure her that everything is o.k. right now.
This is one hell of a ride we are on and more enjoyable if we don't paralyze ourselves with fear.
End of the world. Could be but what else do you have to do today.
Love em like there is no tomorrow.