dogdad

We have bought the farm. To day I am 300K in debt but own the whole farm. It is worth over twice this and we are finally the sole owners. We can star fixing up the old dog farm.

Tripper is a mixed breed. Her favorite entertaiment is bitting tires while chasing cars. All cars. She runs in her broken leg, sticking out sidways past every car the enter and leaves our driveway. She was rescued fron an owner that broke both her legs, One healed sticking out sidways. Hense the name. She is a slut puppy craving attention constantly. I love her.

I have made some changes in my life and I have more energy and a better outlook.

I had to work this weekend and I am off tomorrow. I will meet with my lawyer tomorrow, My wife has half ownership of our home ( I sold my home at a loss to live with her). The owner of the other half (not divided has mortgaged his half to a very large amount of money and is in debt. He stopped paying his half of the mortgage and has petitioned to have our home sold at auction on the courthouse steps.

My wife has lived here for 30 years. This is her home, and mine.
You might think I an a rich doctor, but I still have student loans and support two children and I am 58 years old.

It is late, tomorrow I face 4 day in a row of 12 hour days caring for the sick, ( I am a doctor) I make less than a resident working the ER. I am tired of life. One son is an alcolic, the other is mentally ill. I am losing my home. What is the point? My wife took my posion away. I will find a way.

December 31st 2009. The day is fading, it is early but the sun does not keep time with clock. Not time for a drink yet. Snow and ice on the ground and sidewalk give testament to the season. It is cold.

I arise from my nap. I sleep in the day more than I used to. Sleep is more like waking to me now. My thoughts are troubled with the real estate. I may have no home. It is all uncertain.
I return to my computer and dress for the evenings’ activities.

Nancy (How could I not love her?) is preparing for the year end celebrations. She spends 30 minutes watching the puppies play. They bigger now and full of themselves. They romp on the floor and we both watch.

She will leave with her car and I with mine later. It is our custom. I cannot party like she can. She is a people person, I like to be alone.

The darkness grows and I gather my bottles of Scotch and cigars. I put on my leather coat and search for the truck key already in my pocket. I walk quietly and with careful stepts across the ice to my Toyota. Driving up the quarter mile gravel driveway to the road, only a quarter mile to go to the neighborhood New Year’s party

We have 4 wheel drive, I go to work and Nancy is free with her own Envoy. Much of the day she stays home with the puppies. When free she goes to the neighbors to have a few beers.

Tonight, I had the day off, only a few messages from the clint to answer. I got a great nap in, and feel ok, Tonight my wife and I in the snow, grilled some tenderloins and vegables for dinner. I thought it would be tough, but it was fine. a great feast.

The little four puppies were out all evening. They had a good time. They will be five weeks on Tuesday. WE have yet to find homes for them all. They are great kids. Two are long hairs, the others are regular shot haired Rat terriors. They need homes. WE are at our limit.

How time flys when you are from the middle 20th century. I am stuck in a world that measures responses to be completed in days, not minutes. http://thraxarious.livejournal.com/ is my son, smart and good natured. I am a simple country doctor and married and living on a farm with 19 dogs. I am going deaf from the barking and blind from glaucoma. My wife is a simpe country girl and a good cook. We never argue and live a simple life. More later.
j.

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