No, not a typo!
“When the mechanical-technological things in our life break down , it is not a personal attack on us. It is just the nature of the mechanical-material world.”
This hangs over my desk. I don’t know who said it but it sounds kind of Eckhart Tolle-ish to me. Nonetheless, it helps me cope.
Carma, you ask? Yeh, well first Gary’s car decided to overheat on the way home Friday night. He got towed. For those who remember the last AAA debacle you will be happy to hear he called them without hesitation this time.
And then the tow truck broke down in front of our house (poor guy got dragged into our bad carma – I know, too corny to say twice, sorry).
Gary had a hose replaced on Saturday. Well not Gary, the car, you will be happy to know his hose is fine. (you see, things could be much worse).
And then the car overheated again. (fixed, um, think not).
Then the oil pressure somethingorother light in Danny’s car went on.
Ok, that would be two cars down, going to the shop first thing Monday morning.
Now on to the dogs. When things suck you can always count on your dog to make them not suck. How? By simply being the dog. Fortunately, tonight we find ourselves triply lucky in the canine department. Not only do we have Mel to keep us from feeling sucky, we also have Ginger and Barkley, our two fave dog sitting companions. Look at those 3 old dogs and tell me your life would not be sheer bliss if you could hang with them.
Oh and one of the dogs came with another teenage boy so we have plenty of food in the house if you want to come over and visit our crazy home.
Hey, I wonder if I can find a dog sled for Gary to get to work tomorrow. Damn, too bad that snow melted. (Dr. Jimmy, that snow comment was for you, babe)
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i could cry but i don't have time 
Look at that middle dog’s six-pack! He is pumped! Thanks for the snow comment…I was going thru blogwithdrawal…….
glad to be missed.
I think it’s spelled Karma…I could be wrong though.
yeh John, I know that. It was a joke. you know like cars are broken so bad carma. ok, it was lame.
Your pack looks like they are a hell of a lot of fun.
hope you guys come check us out
Hey, so now you know its fun having so many heart beats in the house.
Isn’t it great to know where to go and who to hang with when it seems nothing works nowhere no how? My little dog is my therapist, I swear. His joyful demeanor should be bottled! I LOVE the three in your picture! What a lively, yet comforting, pack of beings!
hugs
suZen
one left today, i am so sad. but they are fun. and great listeners (although I think they are all a little deaf)
Love Pic of my most favorable four legged friends. Only thing missing would be a pack of monkeys from Gibralta.
Gram & Zaide
that’s all i need dad! monkeys!!!!
Yeah, I Hate cars!
But those doggies are damned cute!
yes they are and i hate cars too, maureen
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