Archive for February, 2010

Not Enough!

February 28, 2010

Sunday, February 28, 2010: I can never say enough about being foreclosed. The experience lives on in me as if it had happened yesterday and not almost 4 and a half years ago. It is like a ghost persecuting me over and over again.

Root Canal

February 27, 2010

Saturday, February 27, 2010: I need a root canal quick! Else I may lose a tooth. There is an infection an a root canal would be able to save the tooth. Having no money for a dentist sucks.

Hopeless HealthCare Issue

February 22, 2010

I am so sad that the healthcare thing has had so many obstacles. Many people, like myself, once enjoyed a good health plan, but now we have nothing. Maybe only the President is thinking of us. For politicians, it is business and self interest as usual. They, after all, should they get sick in the middle of the night have a limo to drive them to the nearest hospital. Eugenia Renskoff

Rubio’s Caresses

February 20, 2010

 

Sometimes, a dog like Rubio brushes by me on the street—or a dog very much, if not quite, like Rubio. When this happens, I feel that Rubio, up in Doggie Heaven, has come down to Earth again. He wishes me to know he has not forgotten me. And he caresses me, using another dog’s body. Then I look up and smile.

 

Back

February 17, 2010

Wednesday, February 17, 2010:  I must really do something about my back. The other day I bent down to pick something and had a hard time  unbending. I feel like a woman in her 90s. Walking helps me, but I can’t walk all day. Not having health insurance sucks. It absolutely sucks.

Dogs and People

February 12, 2010

Friday, February 12, 2010: I don’t know if it’s right or not right to treat dogs like people. The important things are their qualities, their built in skills. Dogs become dear members of the family and an owner gets attached to them. My experience has been that dogs bring affection and comfort and company. Sometimes it is the only source of anything resembling love in a person’s life. I have had dogs in my life that are unique and irreplacable. No dog is quite like them. Rubio, my German Shepherd, was and is the star of them all. I have loved that dog as if he had been a close relative–and that is exactly what he was for almost 8 years. Leo was a little uncouth, a rough diamond, but his heart was 100% gold. Chiquito was my tragic and aristocratic dog. I will never stop regretting the fact that he died when I was far away and that our time together was very short.

Candy

February 11, 2010

Candy
Soup kitchen line—Ladies First. I took a lollipop from my coat pocket and started sucking on it. The cold and the stress I am under have given me a nervous cough and I needed relief. A man from the men’s line said: Give me! Give me! I shook my head. No, I am sorry. I can’t give it to you. I have to suck on it for my cough. He held out his hand. Give me! Another man, near the door, asked me for the lollipop. No, I said again. I can’t. Someone called us ladies and we went in.

Candy
Soup kitchen line—Ladies First. I took a lollipop from my coat pocket and started sucking on it. The cold and the stress I am under have given me a nervous cough and I needed relief. A man from the men’s line said: Give me! Give me! I shook my head. No, I am sorry. I can’t give it to you. I have to suck on it for my cough. He held out his hand. Give me! Another man, near the door, asked me for the lollipop. No, I said again. I can’t. Someone called us ladies and we went in.

Eating Dogs

February 5, 2010

Friday, February 5, 2010: I feel that eating dogs is wrong. When I think of my beloved German Shepherd Rubio and Chiquito and Leo, the mere idea makes me sick. Rubio was my friend, protector and companion and eating him would have been wrong. He was there to help always and he did that up to the end. Leo slept with Lauchita and me on our bed. He guarded us against harm. Chiquito was my soul mate. How could I have done that to him, to them?

Church Sexual Abuse in Germany

February 2, 2010

I hate to sound like a broken record, but these things happen (more than obviously) because of the celibacy Rule. the ridiculous Celibacy Rule. Hiding sex (or trying to) under the carpet DOES NOT WORK. Maybe theChurch will get that in my lifetime. Maybe not, but it will eventually HAVE TO. Eugenia Renskoff