I have always accepted this concept; it has taught me humility.
It has only been
Since our recent
House-guest, a dogs-dog, you might call him –
A man’s dog
Came to visit
For years after I got up in the morning she would hop on to my bed and curl up on my still warm, vacant spot.
I thought I had aleady blogged about my patient and his dog. I hadn’t. He was breathless And now, I realise At the time, things were too raw too proximate to translate into 500-odd words of text. The man was dying. Heart failure, COPD, Frailty – The mechanism is not whatContinue reading “Dying man”
I picked-up Maisie from the kennels this evening. She’d been in there since last Wednesday when my family travelled out to meet me in Amsterdam. The kennel is a couple of miles from where I live, off a busy road, with rusting doors, chipped paint and a neatly trimmed lawn. Next to Maisie was anContinue reading “Dog love”
I could probably kill two birds with one stone by getting rid of my breakfast routine and spending the time doing 10 minutes’ mindfulness.