Thank You, Thank You! THANK YOU!

 

LET THE RUMINATING STOP HERE AND NOW!
To my dear friend who told me last winter when I was in the hospital and the guinea pigs were dying slow, torturous deaths that I was too cracked
to be his friend anymore and to never contact him again,
it is O.K. It just (six months later) sunk in that we weren't 
really friends, because everyone else worldwide, even those whom I had just met in India all reached out a hand to lift me up while you pointed your shooting scope into my heart and
shot hurtful words with a sniper's accuracy.
Real friends don't do that.
I thought we were friends is all.
It has taken six months for the wounded heart to begin healing
at long last, so
Farewell, my dear one. 
Am I cracked as you described in a cruel, accusatory way?
OH, QUITE SO, Dear. 
DOES THAT MAKE ONE AS UNLOVEABLE
AS YOU MADE ME OUT TO BE?
I WILL NO LONGER ASK MYSELF THAT 
QUESTION FOR CRACKED ONES ARE MORE
TO MY TASTE: EVEN IF PERFECTION SUITS
YOU MORE, I WILL NEVER BE A PERFECT BORE.
ONLY A CRACKED RIDDLE.


i was ill and in the dark night of inconsolable grief.
i was and remain human. and humane.
and for that offer no apology. love can hurt.
losing so many of my precious pigs at once
was utterly devastating. not to mention doctors
trying to farm me out into a nursing home rather
than deal with me...yet i was blessed to return home
and receive compassionate care here!
it was my babies dying who not only cracked,
but utterly SMASHED what remained of a sick,
vulnerable body. And a world of lovers were there
by my side through the whole thing, over the Internet,
the phone, 
the mail,
they made sure I had a safety net of Love
through which I would NOT FALL!
They reached out with resources and sacrificed
their own for me. They demonstrated true,
selfless love, selfless giving...who and what
I wish to become! My heroes...you will see
them on the blog, in the comments, yet many
will remain anonymous. As their humility
insists upon it. And those you see here,
MOST HUMBLE, MOST GENEROUS SOULS!


Finally...I am ready to move on with no
bitterness or sadness, even; cherishing
IMMENSE
GRATITUDE
to have learned that TRUE FRIENDS
LOVE THE CRACKS as well as the whole!
And ECSTATIC to have so many TRUE Friends.
YOU PRECIOUS LOVERS OF ALL THINGS GREAT AND SMALLKNOW WHO YOU ARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YOU MAKE ME LAUGH, YOU WIPE MY TEARS,
YOU SEND FUNNY PICTURES, YOU DO EVERYTHING YOU CAN TO LOVE UNCONDITIONALLY EXPECTING ABSOLUTELY
NOTHING IN RETURN BUT HAVE EARNED MY
UNDYING LOYALTY...(HEE-HEE, STUCK WITH ME,
LIKE IT OR NOT, FOR i LOVE YOU, TOO!)
*******************************************
Farewell, word-sharpshooter and thank you for the intersection in our lives where our cracks did fit together like pieces in a colorful, whimsical, puzzle of Childlike Innocence. It was sweet while it lasted.
'Twas only a crossroads, though, I see that now.
Be Happy and Prosper. Please try to be kind.
I will, too.

HRM The Queen's Flotilla Led by Our Very Own FAIRY!

 

Our Very Own Royal Fairy takes her place at the head of HRM's Jubilee Flotilla in all humility as not to usurp the Queen's Day.
Because she's just that kind of Fairy,
ours is!
To see more of Fairy's flotilla, please scroll down to the next post and enjoy the the very loverly video provided courtesy of BBC for it's quite festive, fun, lively, and - never think those across the pond boring - for even in the pouring rain they sure can throw a PARTY!


{this photo shamelessly stolen directly
from Fairy's most current blogpost without
her permission, for that matter, without even
asking her permission, lucky for us her birthday is coming up and she is in a most
magnanimous mood, as always, we say!}
And DO read her post linked right
up here to the right, lovely it is!

BBC News - Diamond Jubilee Thames Pageant cheered by crowds

BBC News - Diamond Jubilee Thames Pageant cheered by crowds
^^^The above video is what you want to see!


Hello!!!!! THIS IS ACTUALLY FUN, BEAUTIFUL, AND INSPIRING. Seemed like the United Kingdom actually UNITED is what surprised and delighted us the most...
Even Prince Charles and Camilla surprised the
those picnicking at Piccadilly as commoners mingled with Royals and frankly, we were surprised
as we quite enjoyed it! Just press the video and you'll have lots of other links to go off on should you choose to experience an event which has not occurred in 300 years! ALL FOR FAIRY'S BIRTHDAY! What a gracious Queen, we must say!

MOM'S HEAD ON TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURY FLARE- UP!

 

 

What I Like To Do With Big Bhindi!

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See, when a new piggie enters your space
(ha-ha, i said "space" BRILLIANT!
ABSOLUTELY BRILLIANT I AM!)
the new piggie has to learn real quick
who's boss! So, even though Bhindi is
waaaaaay bigger than me, it was incumbent
upon me to ensure he recognized that he was
entering my own private space (WAH! did 
it again, said "space" TWICE! i can't get
over myself sometimes like now) so that is
when I had to be Very Brave and Rumblestrut
and then mount Big Bhindi to let him know
who was the boss! Well, he was too big to actually
hump (like the rules say) and I am too small to
actually hump (like the rules say) because I kept
sliding off his big fat rear end and all the bells
and whistles, if ya get my drift, so I had to actually
climb on top of him and ride him just like THIS!
Mom never got a picture and told me not to, that I could hurt him, so here is the closest pitcher I could
find to show you what I mean.
It was fun while it lasted. Now I behave and
Bhindi is very respectful despite his enormous
bells and whistles. Just a mellow fellow who
loves me. And I lurves him right back!
love,
Peter-Peanut

Stranger Than Truth!

 

Guess what, friends?
Me and Bhindi is mates now!
YUP!
Less than a week ago he was visiting
me in my Big Pen and had an "event"
where he fell over on his side like a
stroke or something...also, he gets tired
very easily, perhaps because he is the size
of a dinosaurus Rex! But the strangest thing
of all is that he's gone mostly mute!
And nobody knows why...
He still lurves being petted and scrunchied
by mom and rolls over and takes his back
foot and loves to be tickled but he stopped
purring loud and lustrous, just a soft sound
comes outta him...now and then.
Mom doesn't expect the vet to have a clue,
so she did the only thing that has ever 
really healed us piggies ever and that
is LOVE, LOVE, LOVE!
She connected his Way-Fun Habitat with
my Way-Big Piggie Pen because his 
Habitat has two doors, just to see how
we would get along. We got along great
on Runabouts, but what about as 
room-mates? The first few nights she
put Bhindi back into his Habitat 
just while she slept until she had watched 
us enough to see how much I 
love bounding through all his play toys,
and sleeping his his Magic Red Castle,
while he enjoys all my space to stretch out
PLUS having me with him!
Imagine: Peter the Great, with
double the play-space
PLUS I STILL GETS MY RUNABOUTS WITH VINNY AND WITH BHINDI when he's up to it!


YumYum and Vinny sleep next to each
other through the bars of their Habitats
but YumYum has made it CLEAR THAT
HE ALONE RULES!
(We got that.) It's all good.
Now mom just wants me to quit
riding Bhindi like a horse or like
the Space Shuttle on the Boeing plane
but I loves it cuz it's FUN! 
And he doesn't seem to mind.
FINE! Maybe he minds.
Either way, we're mates and we 
share everything, including our
fresh, organic romaine lettuce
and bedtime stories about
GuineaVampires AND GuineaZombies
that YumYum
tells us in vivid detail before sleepily
closing his eyes and retiring into his
soft, square ferret house for the night
while we quake with trepidation about
the GuineaVampires and Zombies:
WHEEEEEK!
(Mom said WE'RE the GZombs and Vamps
but that was just her having a migraine,
right? Right?
MOOOOOOOOOOOM!)



 

not a guineaZombie
 

not a guineaVampire
 

What "goofy-face" are you talking 'bout?!


Yours in Cophragia,
Peter-Peanut
I love you!