Had several awakenings today, the first was at 7 am when I was suddenly awake and the sudden was shockingly sudden too.
Luckily at that same moment Richie arose to go to the wc and saw that I was in considerable discomfort so he fetched a bag of thc from the vaporirizer.
This got me back off to sleep with no problem pretty quickly after inhaling the thc vapour.
Had some wonderful dreams, some so elaborate that I am disappointed that I do not remember them too well, just tiny shreds of them all.
Not enough to put together and find the whole dream story, just tiny fragments like a wispy cloud.
Was woken up sometime later, seemed a few hours later to the sound of our neighbour Willes’s voice greeting someone passing by.
Both their wonderful Amsterdam accented voices carried very well, by the end of their conversation I think he had cycled to the top of the road; well that is what it sounded like.
It is quite funny how much we hear Wille’s voice these days, luckily we both like to hear her voice.
Hope she will have a lot of good times in her new flat, must be good for her, better than upstairs where there were too many memories of her dead husband Henk who died there in November 2007.
Still now I find it a very strange idea indeed that Henk is dead.
Really sad as we were just getting to know Henk, he was also in a wheelchair because of over use of steroids.
Great sense of humour, if a somewhat whacky sense of humour, like the time we took the dogs up so Henk could see them, they had a Cockatoo at the time.
Well Spike did not notice the bird but Marleen did, she went very quiet and then she stood up and stretched herself quite a fair way up the side of Chico’s cage, the bird saw kill written all over her face and started screeching.
At this point Spike also discovered the huge cage and the distraught Chico, the very scared Cockatoo.
The noise levels went up as Spike and Chico screamed in unison and Marleen just wanted to kill.
Richie tried to get the dogs to leave the room and but neither dog would comply in the end he had to pick them both up and carry them protesting to our apartment on the second floor.
I was very upset by this and worried what Willes and Henk would think of the dog’s carry on, at that moment I finally identified the other noise as Henk’s laughter,
He thought it was priceless and he could not wait to see our dogs again especially Marleen who he thought was quite a girl.
I0 was quite shaken by the transformation of our sweet little doggie, whom I had never seen li0ke this, this is what I have been missing out on by not being able to go to the park or the Amsterdam woods with Richie and the dogs.
Then I would have seen her hunting and it would have been no shock to see her stalking her prey.
As it was, it was a shock to see my sweet fluffy dog suddenly transformed into a little fluffy killer.
Have been noticing recently how I no longer decide to write about something and then do so.
These days tend to just start writing and it all just happens like now I have just started and I will see where I get to.
I always start off in blogger and the feels restricted by the blogger new posts format and have to copy and paste into a word document.
Which is a better place to write and when I am finished I can spell check and copy and paste into blogger.
Then the exciting bit which photos to post with the words, mostly I post photos Richie has taken of his walks with the dogs or his other trips around town.
Often I will post photos friends send me like Jaya in Edmonton, Canada or Gareth from Wales.
Both like me posting their photos so that’s good.
Well my day today has been good so far, the weather is nice and warm but not hot and there is a constant breeze.
Mathilde, my fysio was here for our 30 minute exercise session after which I can relax and get on with the day.
First I shall post this and then I will visit some of the many blogs I follow.
Have a good day .
