Michael’s Dream Tribute and therapy
I was never a big gambler in Texas… a few scratch cards and the lotto occasionally but that was it. Gambling is totally different here! There are betting offices everywhere. You can gamble on dogs or horses or football or whatever. But gambling is very very big!
Anyway when I got here first as Michael gambles I started watching and getting interested too. So I picked a horse… my favourite horse.
I guess you can figure out why I picked that horse!
He was a really great horse and I followed him for about 6 years. I backed him faithfully! And he won for me a good few times! He wasn’t the prettiest horse… he had this gray looking nose and was a bit temperamental but I think it was more smart than temper! He could win when he wanted to if he was in the right mood and didn’t get bored with the race… if so he would just throw his head in the air!
I backed him one day at 6/1 and he won for me! I bought our lawn mower a little shed thingy and a few other things with the winnings!
Anyway this day 2 years ago he ran… and for some reason I forgot to back him… so I didn’t even watch the race. I'm so glad I didn’t because it wasn’t Michael’s Dream’s day. He fell… and he didn’t make it… He had to be put down.
Michael didn’t tell me till the next day and I cried like he was my very own pet of a horse…
He was great fun and a really cool interest to follow a horse! He would usually give me a good run and it was fun cheering when he won and I was always happy he finished no matter where.
Maybe it’s silly to miss a racehorse I don’t know… I don’t really care either because I do miss him.
*Note* everything typed after this was after the hit! ;~)
On another note I have therapy tomorrow… last week I asked her for a hug just before I left… hey! I needed a hug ok!everyone gets that way sometimes and she is my therapist! She’s supposed to bring out all my issues and get me to deal with them so I can be a happy well balanced person that can deal with the world today and also all the suffering and tragedy in my childhood and youth.
I didn’t think it was too weird a request… I was ok with asking her for a hug.
She hugged me with warmth like a member of your family would if you needed a hug from them. It was really nice! Maybe it seems kind of weird as I don’t really know her but she was nice about it and then she said I was the very first person that ever asked her for a hug! Lol!
I still can’t figure out if it’s a bad thing or a good one! if I'm the first person to ask for a hug I very well could be a total lunatic! I mean why would no one else ever do the same? Or…… or….. what else could it mean?
I’ll tell you what it means! It means I need therapy! Lol! I'm so loopy I asked my therapist for a hug! Lol!
Just after typing *note* and let me tell you I couldn’t find * and it was right there 8 but nooooooo I looked everywhere and thought it wasn’t there but then I found it…
What I'm really saying is…
Animals are great! They give us so much and in so many ways! I remember all the cats I ever had! And I had a LOT of cats! One till she was 22 years old… now these 5 crazy furry mad things! they are too much fun! And Murphy the big boss is just that! The BOSS! You will see him tomorrow in part two of this story! So stay tuned!
So day 283… my Michael’s Dream… whether he knew it or not he was loved
OMG I just found a pic of him on Flickr!!!!! I have looked before for pics of him and never found one! Woo Hoo!!!! Here it is!
He is the one in the yellow! :~) I'm delighted! And what a cool thing to find the day I think of him! Fickr is just too too cool!
I have decided to do a Project 365! Here is just a bit of info behind every pic.
I have an Etsy shop now! Check it out here!!!!