Hi G-Fans!
The concierge is asking me to keep this brief.
Of course that makes me nervous and I can't gather my thoughts efficiently.
It makes me anxious.
Like earlier tonight when she was on her knees at the couch playing some weird game. I thought we were doing "London Bridges" game so I kept going "under the bridge". Which made the concierge giggle and shriek at the same time. Apparently we weren't playing the same game and it turns out that she was contorting herself to get her upper back muscles to unkink. Or something like that. Let's just say it was scary and unpleasant and if she is going to make such a fuss she should give us fair warning. We have very sensitive ears and we are very sensitive to distraught energy. There has been distraught aplenty around here. Lots we can share! Anyway, she has been quietly standing for over an hour and it is late, but she agreed to write this for me before she goes to bed.
She confided in me a little while ago that she is a little worried about what will happen when she goes to bed and her muscles relax more. She said I am going to have to dial "911" in the morning. Like that will ever happen! I don't even know what that means!
Usually when she has this sort of problem it is even with my nose... that curvy part of her lower back. This is up higher. I know, I can smell that horrible stuff that she put on to help the muscles relax and heal. Although this smells better than that green liquid, that stuff is vile! But all of it smells wrong to me to some extent. Why don't they make a dirt scented lotion? It would be so much more appealing and healing....
Anyway, so much more I could go on about....
Like it is funny that this back thing of the concierge comes on the heels of a personal blow-out both with another 2-legged and the box-thing that makes chicken smell soooooo good. Also, I overheard something about metal-things that aren't where they should be and have to be brought somewhere they can be and that we will be meeting a small 2-legged cousin in a few days, which coincides with the sitter getting sprung from wherever it is he has been.....
A lot for me to puzzle upon.
I will have to think about it all and see if I can gather more details to shed light on some of this stuff.
May you unravel your life mysteries with a sense of wonder and joy and not blow your back out.....!
TTFN!
-G
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| Gabriella and Harry waiting for something awesome to come through the door, or at least walk by on the street. |
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| Harry has a bead on someone or something. |
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| Harry, Bertie and Riley's butts..... |
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