Well the first camp of the year was a mixed bag. I’ve decided to suss out all the conveniences of the modern RV camper that had a sink and furnace and AC and stove. The wife and I grew up together with tents, campfire cooking and fart sacks and we pretty much ignored all the gizmos of the camper. We just used it as a place to sleep out of the rain - otherwise we are outside.
The Jackery worked well. We used it to charge the phones and iPads, run the fan, and do other little chores. I didn’t get the chance to use the deep cycle batteries I got. On those I keep a voltage meter in the trailer now so I can keep track of them. 12V batteries usually sit at around 13V, and when they are depleted they are typically around 12.2 ~ 12.4V. If they go below that you can damage them. In any event, we used all the gizmos, I had internet with my phone’s hotspot... so I suppose it wasn’t really camping, was it?
Macey’s days grow short. I thought she was going to pack it in last year, but she sort of rallied. All I had to do was help her up the odd stairs, or to get up on the bed, or in and out of the truck. But now she gets wobbly on her legs some days. She has to be tied up or she’ll wander off, and she doesn’t know where she is most of the time. She could go another year or go tomorrow, for all I know. As long as she isn’t in pain it’s all good. Yesterday we were all playing and she was going to help me beat up Mort like we used to when she was younger. The fight lasted 5 seconds then we all thought better of it. Mort and I are big galoots and somebody could get stepped on or fall, HAR HAR HAR! Macey and I hug and snuggle a lot now. She knows her time is short too on better days. She enjoyed the little camp trip too.
The last of the snow is going, but we could get one more before the spring comes. The deeper sloughs and puddles are still iced over, but the smaller ones are clear. The time just flies now. Perhaps my days are short now too - who knows?
I hope your day is long and filled with fun, and that you have a great Saturday. Thanks for stopping in.
The speed of time is so noticeable now. I've heard it called a quickening. Not for bringing life to anything, just a speeding up of the days passage.
ReplyDeleteSometimes I take a second and just try to slow things down and live in the moment. The older I get, the harder it is to do...
DeleteIts sad your do is failing. I'll really miss my lab when he passes. Enjoy it while you can.
ReplyDeleteWas life always this quick? Or has it just picked up lately?
ReplyDelete"Slower than Christmas" was a real thing when I was a kid. Now, it's Monday, Saturday, Monday, Saturday over and over. Seems however long January feels, the next 11 go in the same time frame... It's crazy...
DeleteThe hardest thing I've ever done in my life is have an elderly, dying dog put down. Twice now. In each case I wondered for nearly a year about how would I know when it had to be done? And in each case, when the time came, it was obvious. Seventeen and six years now, and I still miss my Molly and Annie. Rosie is our third goldie, and at five and a half, she has quite a few good years in her yet.
ReplyDeleteAll I can say about Macey, is that when her time comes, do know that you're not alone in the heartbreak. Between now and then, she has the best life a doggie could ask for. Every day is a treasure, and you do make it so.