Peter vrs. Shop vac...

Ah, the vacuum
With a mind of it's own
Grabs the carpet,
pulls it off the ground and
Roughs it up.

At least the shop vac
keeps working no
matter what it grabs.

I can just pull it out like
Pulling something out of
the throat of a giant snake!

Before, it goes all the way in of course...

Thank goodness for Peter, he growls, he looks at it side ways...

There is no way that vacuum knew what was coming, all 8 times...Peter growled, and rung it's neck.

Thank you, Peter, without you I don't know what that shop vac would have done!

It might have sucked my eye out!

Peter is a little depressed right now, as you can see in this picture. He really likes to be helpful...maybe I should see if I can find a better picture of him...I'll look in to that!

A new kind of meditation...

So, the other day I realized I couldn't feel my heart beat. I had a pulse in my neck and my wrists but, when I put my hand on my chest where my heart should be again and again it didn't seem to be there.
Ah, it's true I thought. I did die. I was resurrected but, I'm not really alive...or did I leave it somewhere I can't remember...
I waited about a day not wanting to really know for sure. Finally I realized best just deal with reality whatever that may be.
I got out my stethoscope and listened.At first I couldn't find it. Then there it was on my left side right where it should be first quiet then slightly stronger...