gogyohka for a bit of sunshine

dav

 

when the rain lashes in grey-green green-grey

and the stove is lit again in June

and the long meadow grass is a heavy sea

some small things bring light

with their own private sunshine

 

dav

 

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

52 thoughts on “gogyohka for a bit of sunshine”

    1. Seems much more like her old noisy self.
      They’ll need the stove then in Colorado. I’m baking here. We didn’t need it for the temperature, just husband has this idea of the stove as feel-good factor. If the weather’s miserable, light a fire.

  1. Hope Trixie is feeling better, but rainy weather isnt great fun for humans too. ;-( Lets hope, we got forcasted temperature near 30 degrees (C) für tomorrow, and Saturday. Will polish my sunglasses and stock up Espresso. Lol Michael

    1. Make the most of it. You deserve a bit of sunshine. We’ll still be struggling with the rain for a while, looks like.
      Trixie is feeling much better and is very hungry 🙂

    1. She’s much better thanks Di. She wanted breakfast this morning and although she can only manage very small quantities, it means the medication is working. She’ll pull through, I’m sure 🙂

      1. Thanks Di. I hate being completely in the hands of vets. There are good ones and there are unethical money-grubbers. We’ve had both. This one took the most likely cause and treated it. We’ve had vets that start with the least likely most expensive cause and work down.

      2. Maggie’s been unwell as you know, but the treatment seems to have worked. She will have another check up and possibly a second ultra sound next week. We had an expensive vet here who were supposed to remove a growth but only ended up doing a biopsy (£200) . If we wanted it investigated further, it was another operation and Xray (another £300). We went elsewhere, and got it sorted. She’s 15 and doing well for her age otherwise. Fingers crossed for her and Trixie that they’ve turned the corner.

      3. Poor Maggie. They can’t say where it hurts or even if it hurts, and vets profit from their silence. Our Branwell had to go to a clinic because our vet was on holiday. Like Trixie he wasn’t eating and was thin. They kept him in overnight and gave him a shot of something or other and had him on a drip to rehydrate. That alone cost 350€. They called it hospitalisation. They presented me with a list of all the tests they proposed doing because they couldn’t be sure what it was. The echography alone was another 350€. I took him home on the understanding I’d bring him back in a fortnight for the ‘tests’.
        I took him to our vet instead when she came back. She did a blood test and had the result in a few minutes. Cat AIDS that she said was the most obvious cause and the first thing they should have checked for. Crooks. He died shortly afterwards because there was nothing to be done for him, but without having been through all the useless distressing tests.

      4. I know exactly what you mean. Our pets leave such a hole and we want to spare them so much. I’m hoping we don’t have to consider surgery to have Maggie spayed at her age, though I’ve put the money by.

      5. I hope it doesn’t come to that. How old is Maggie? Any op is a trauma but when they get old it’s dangerous too.
        My sister didn’t have her dog spayed, kept saying one day they might ‘let’ her have puppies ie breed from her. They never did and she got a cancer. I’m not sure about their reasoning that it would be kind to let her have one litter of babies. They never did anyway, so does that make them cruel?

      6. We wanted Maggie to have a litter which is why we didn’t have her spayed, but we never found the right Daddy. Because of her size, we had to be careful, so a cocker or sprocker spaniel would have been ideal. Our intention had been to keep one and find homes for the rest, and the local port security was interested for sniffer dog training as she was a perfect cross being springer spaniel and border collie. By the time we found one, he was a cockapoo, she was 10 and too old. She’s 15 now.

      7. Fifteen is a good age for a dog. I hope she soldiers on a while longer. I don’t suppose she misses not having had a litter, but it would have been nice for her (and you) to have kept one of her little ones. I knew a couple in Bordeaux who bought a male Anatolian shepherd, great big thing and rare, and said they wanted to hire him for stud purposes because they’d get the price of a puppy each time and the breed sells for a small fortune. They also had a female rottweiler. Stupid really they couldn’t have foreseen what would happen. There were nine puppies, huge like the father and completely unsaleable in a city. They ended up having to move. They hadn’t sold any last time I heard.

      8. My niece had two rotties, one male, one female and the inevitable happened. 8 pups, Mum smothered two, two were stillborn, one died, and she managed to find homes for the remainder. She got rid of the dog to a breeder and kept the bitch.
        Maggie is doing well for her age, and the young vet thinks she’s amazing. We’re not ready to lose her yet, but know there’s less time ahead than behind.

      9. Angel wasn’t a good mother and smothered her babies as she slept. The three that survived were hand reared. As both dogs were pedigree, even though she only had the papers for one, my niece could have sold the pups for twice what she did.

      10. I imagine she was just pleased to get good homes for them. I’m not a fan of rotts, but I know some people find a beauty that’s lost on me.

      11. I was taken to task over a pup by its owner. He said I’d ruined his dog’s training as it lay at my feet for a tummy rub. I did not encourage it, honest! Dogs just seem to love me.

      12. There’s a certain amount of training a dog needs for its own safety, but all the other things, that seem so unnatural I don’t see the point of. I only tried to get Finbar to ‘stop’ and ‘come here’. It isn’t that he can’t learn things, it’s just that he doesn’t see why he should do it. He’ll stop if I catch him in time, before he’s launched, but once the trigger is pulled it’s a waste of breath.

      13. Hubby did all the training with Maggie and we just wanted to keep her safe, so it was important she understood NO, STOP and recall. It all paid off and it’s only recently with her failing eyesight and hearing that we don’t walk her off lead anymore. She sees the postman as a walking biscuits supply and would rush across the road totally oblivious.
        My sister took her dogs to classes and they were taught things like ‘twizzle’ for a treat. She tried it with Maggie who just walked off as if to say You twizzle!! Her recall was excellent and knocked spots off my sisters dogs……. all three of them would get the scent of something and were gone. Maggie got the scent, we stopped her and called her back and she sat and waited at our feet.

      14. They’re all different, but some are genetically predisposed to learning things. Sighthounds aren’t so there’s no point trying to get them to do non-doggy things. I don’t blame Maggie for refusing to do tricks. She has her dignity.

      15. Ha! My sister takes everything personally!! She is a drama queen on all levels and has to be the centre of attention. We are so very different, and since Mum died, I’ve given up with olive branches and trying to make good. I have no idea what I’ve done to make her feel as she does about me, but there you go.

      16. Nope, I’m the baby of the family. She’s 5 years older than me, and I have two half brothers of 78 and 76, though I only grew up with the younger one. As far back as I can remember she would goad me into an argument in front of her friends and put me down to make her look good. In the end, I didn’t rise to the bait and ignored her. She once said she thought I was jealous of her and didn’t understand my shock as it was the last thing in my mind! Still, she’s family and it works with her down there and me up here, over 200 miles apart. We have little if any contact now but I hope she’s happy.

      17. It sounds very similar to second daughter syndrome. It’s something I’ve read about, that happens with boys too but girls are best at it. The second sister believes the elder one is the favourite, hates her, gets all the attention, and consequently the second one has to scream, roll on the floor, blame the elder one for everything for ever and ever. They never entirely grow out of it. My sister and I are just about over it but we hardly ever see one another. My first and second daughters are in the thick of it, and I’ve known loads of other families with the same maddening problem. A friend has it with her sons. Sibling rivalry. It’s almost always with a sibling of the same sex though. Sometimes I think humanity is a complete aberration.

  2. A beauty and a lovely last line
    (Our very ancient RC Cat is also very thin – all day long I dish out tiny amounts when she asks. More and she can’t digests it, so little at a time. She is watched closely and cuddled/brushed and given time in the window by the office’s computer. We do not have a vet we trust either here. They just want to run up the bill and show little concern for the discomfort caused. Sister-in-law is a vet far from here, but if necessary, we’ll drive there. We will not subjected her to being left alone in a strange place or harmed during diagnosis that may be pointless. She is very old.
    Cats earn their keep. Hope Trixie continues to improve.

    1. Thank you, and I’m glad you feel the same way. It’s easy to fall into the old cynic mode, never trusting anyone not to have a mercantile motive, but why should we? Pharmacists, doctors, teachers, policemen, politicians, all in positions of responsibility have criminal elements, profiteers, sadists or whatever. Trixie is bouncing back and I’ll be pleased when she can get back to dry cat food. This tinned stuff is causing mayhem. The cats demand to be fed every hour or so and the dog is refusing to eat if he can’t have some too.

  3. One advantage of being behind in reading is that I can scroll ahead to a more recent post and find out that Trixie is better within minutes of learning of the visit to the vet. I am so glad she is better… it is scary when a cat stops eating. I love your photo on this post :))

    1. Thanks Janice. It was a scare. I hadn’t realised how dangerous it is for cats to stop eating even for a day or so. Thankfully the medication has settled her insides and purged whatever was making her sick and she can keep food down again.

  4. I’m relieved to hear and see she’s better, and I hope with the right kind of food and care she’ll be back to full health. The photographs are charming.

    1. Thank you. She seems fine now. She’s found a new centre of interest in her life—tinned cat food. We have always given them good quality biscuit because the wet food has such a bad reputation, but the cats (and dog) love it.

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