"Coming home from very lonely places, all of us go a little mad: whether from great personal success, or just an all-night drive, we are the sole survivors of a world no one else has ever seen." - John le Carre
Saturday, August 4, 2007
cigarette
Patron, our African Grey Parrot, died while I was gone. He was at least 30 years old and has been at the Farm for... a long time. I can't imagine this place without him.
Funny how something so crotchety and seemingly annoying can be so endearing and missed when it is gone...the old lady at the park, that familiar gum on the sidewalk that you always step in, and now Patron. Sigh. I already told you my thoughts this morning. I can't imagine visiting and not hearing "Cigagette...Dr. Livingston I presume."
Remember when Lucille got that postcard from her dentist, Dr. Livingston, and thought it was funny to pass it around at Community meeting? I think she has an odd sense of humor...she used to laugh when she would tackle me, hold my face down in the snow, and shove snow down my pants....hmmm...
What happened? Are you freakin kidding me? He should have lived to be older than any of us!
Frickity frick!
This is the first I've heard of the news, if you can't tell, and now I'm going to go and try not to think about it. I feel like a little piece of me just died.
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Funny how something so crotchety and seemingly annoying can be so endearing and missed when it is gone...the old lady at the park, that familiar gum on the sidewalk that you always step in, and now Patron. Sigh. I already told you my thoughts this morning. I can't imagine visiting and not hearing "Cigagette...Dr. Livingston I presume."
Remember when Lucille got that postcard from her dentist, Dr. Livingston, and thought it was funny to pass it around at Community meeting? I think she has an odd sense of humor...she used to laugh when she would tackle me, hold my face down in the snow, and shove snow down my pants....hmmm...
WHAT?!
What happened? Are you freakin kidding me? He should have lived to be older than any of us!
Frickity frick!
This is the first I've heard of the news, if you can't tell, and now I'm going to go and try not to think about it. I feel like a little piece of me just died.
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