D'vorahDavida
Yetzirah

Over the last week she has made tremendous progress in her trust issues. We are now allowed to pet her and scratch her back. Though she IS quite sensitive to bumps or toys that get tossed too near her when she isn't ready for them or even last night when I walked past her on the way to bed, she yipped because I touched the hair on her tail.

BUT, she plays a wicked game of fetch with Hub Man and will come over for a pet on her own now. I don't think she will ever be a rough and tumble wrestle meister like Ben or Sunny, but we have come a long way from 'snap and snarl' city in a very short time.

Yay Sadie!

Over the last few days I have been doing a purge and clean of my walk in closet. I was doing it in stages because it was crammed with stuff and I freaked out just thinking about it for a few days prior to commencing on the project. This morning I reached a critical stage and had a melt down. Had to call Mamallama and do deep breathing exercises over the phone to calm down. I then took a bike ride at 9:00 in the morning to burn up some anxiety hormones.

I came back and dove in once again. I panicked because my closet had 'sploded' into the bathroom, bedroom, and living room by then. I cannot believe how much crap was in that closet. I plugged away at it and finally, by about noon I was mostly done. I just need some help getting bins and boxes back up onto the overhead shelves. I'm waiting for the muscles to get home.

I threw away two bags of stuff. I am taking three bags and a box of stuff to Goodwill, and I have three bags of stuff to give to a certain crafty person I know who lives in the mountains. AND I cleaned out a chest of drawers which will be leaving the house soon to a relative if she wants it, or out to the front yard with a 'FREE' sign on it. [If it goes out there, it won't last the day.]

I am so jazzed to have finally gotten to this chore. And I feel much lighter in spirit because of it. This has been the summer of purge around here for me. I'm going into autumn with a lighter load. Hopefully this will result in more creativity and calm.

I'm all about the calm.

(Yeah, that's why you take in strange dogs all the time. Ones with Phobias. Quirks. Needs. ISSUES. Sure. Makes plenty of sense.)

Why don't you go clean out YOUR closet ()?

(My closet is just fine thank you very much.)

Ha! I've SEEN your closet. It's a nightmare. What? Are you too chicken to tackle it?

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I find that statement rather offensive.

Buk up Red. In case you hadn't noticed, this is not a politically correct household.

But we DO have a clean closet.

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