Oh. Hamish.

One afternoon I noticed my high energy dog- Hamish Macbeth was being a bit on the quiet side.

I looked over at him from where I was writing and he looked up and then he looked over to his right and yawned.

I asked him if he was feeling ok.

Hamish yawned.

Photo A.M. Moscoso
Photo A.M. Moscoso

I went back to writing and Hamish’s sigh turned into a weird little puppy yap so I looked over to what he was looking at and noticed that there were a pile of his toys on the corner of his bed- and under the pile of toys was my cat Micey:

Photo: A.M. Moscoso
Photo: A.M. Moscoso

Sometimes I wonder about my dog- but mostly I wonder about my cat and if revenge really is a dish best served cold.

I’m afraid in this case…it will be.

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It’s All In The Eyes

Discover Challenge

Animal

This week, look to the bond between human and animal for inspiration.

 

The reflection of our bond with our animals is reflected in so many ways- but you can see it most clearly  in their eyes.

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Photo: A.M. Moscoso

Photo A.M. Moscoso

This is my Hamish Macbeth’s first day at his new home in the fall of 2014- he had a fiery look in his then yellow eyes and I really liked that. He has always been that confident.

Photo: A.M. Moscoso
Photo: A.M. Moscoso

Two years later and when I look into Hamish’s eyes I can’t see anything except for love and happiness- knowing that this wonderful creature is looking right at me and seeing expression shining out from his soul  puts where I stand in the Universe into perspective- and it’s truly humbling.

Photo A.M. Moscoso
Photo A.M. Moscoso

Hamish has always had a touch of the rogue in him- and this picture captures it perfectly. We were in a moment of puppy rebellion and it shows- it also shows he wasn’t afraid to be who he was in that moment.

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Photo A.M. Moscoso (1976)

Sham, my beautiful Malamute.

I was almost 12 years old when I bought him with almost 75.00 in change- literally it was all coins.

I was a kid when I trained him, played with him talked with him. He was my best friend and in his eyes you can see the infinite patience he had for his human girl who was just a puppy herself.

And he never, once used that size or smarts to try to get his way- he was an old soul.

The night he died there was a terrible storm and we lost power for almost two days.

I think that was Sham leaving this world.

Photo: AM. Moscoso
Photo: AM. Moscoso

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart- from the day I brought him home I knew he wasn’t just a cat- he was a part of my soul too- he brought me fresh kill when I was sick, stayed by my side when I was sad always answered when I called and he never truly belonged to anyone- we belonged to each other.

This picture was taken two months before he died from Kidney failure at age 17.

Later when I looked back at the pictures I took of him during this time I never realized how determined he looked- he actually lived longer then the Vet expected him too and I think he tried, with everything he had to stay with me.

It’s all right there.

In his eyes.

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Photo A.M. Moscoso

 

 

 

Hamish and The Wolf

DAILY PROMPT

Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.

Miniature

Photo: A.M. Moscoso
Photo: A.M. Moscoso (2014)

Hamish Macbeth

was tiny, sweet and small

He had yellow eyes, a bounce his in step and no manners at all.

I thought he’d be like that forever, a pint sized funny dog

And then one day he disappeared and in his place I found:

Photo A.M. Moscoso
Photo A.M. Moscoso

Hamish Macbeth all grown up

Smart and sweet and tall.

My yellowed eyed boy grew  up

But in my eyes he’s still so small.

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Photo A.M. Moscoso (1991)

Wolfgang Amadeus

was tiny, sweet and small

He was everything a cat should be

with a little touch of dog

Photo: AM. Moscoso
Photo: AM. Moscoso

We grew old  together

my blue eyed Wolf and me

when he died

and left me

I felt so very

small.

Boys and Their Toys

One day I came home from work and found my dog, Hamish Macbeth and his big brother Micey ( he’s not a mouse, he’s a cat ) sleeping side by side.

That is not unusual. They do that a lot.

Hamish and Micey by A.M. Moscoso
Hamish and Micey
by A.M. Moscoso

What was odd was that this time Hamish wasn’t napping with his favorite toy.

Hamish Macbeth by A.M. Moscoso
Hamish Macbeth by
A.M. Moscoso

Micey  had Hamish’s favorite toy…and he was wide awake, staring at Hamish and looking very pleased with himself, don’t you think?

Micey by A.M. Moscoso
Micey by A.M. Moscoso

Boys and their toys.

I am SO glad these two will never drive cars.

 

Brothers and Paws

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Hamish Macbeth and his big brother Micey.

Sweet, I know.

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Micey is the reason Hamish respects cats we meet on our walks ( actually, lives in fear of is a better way to put it )

Micey also does things like rolls Hamish’s toys under the bed, stands next to Hamish’s food bowl and won’t let him near it and he uses Hamish’s tail as a chew toy.

When we come back from trips or walks Hamish runs into the house and the first cat he goes looking for and gives a big, sloppy wet kiss right on the face to is Micey.

Families, right?

 

Here There Be Tigers

Home Turf

Name five things in your house that make it a home.

So are these five things that make my house a home material, spiritual are they those  little Anubis Knick Knacks I picked up all over the place when I was learning to be an embalmer?

Are they memoires? Dreams? Hope? Nightmares?

The First thing that makes my house feel like a home is the lack of mirrors.

I would have to learn three other languages just so that I could fully express to you how much I hate mirrors.  I hate their coldness, their lifelessness, I hate they way they hang there and though they don’t judge you, they make it oh so very easy to judge yourself.

Mirrors are demons.

And these demons are  not entertaining  and funny ones that are on shows like Supernatural or The Kardashians

My three black cats and my dog.

Hamish, my dog and Kolchak and Darwin and Micey are my cats.

I’ve always had a dog and cats, when I was living on my own and had no dog and no cats my house was empty and scary and I only showed up there to sleep.

And that was not easy to do for a couple of reasons.

My Grandma told me cats could see and protect you from bad spirits and angry ghosts. I used to suffer from sleep paralysis and it was worse when I didn’t have cats

I have cats, no sleep paralysis.

Problem solved.

As for the dog- well, they’re there to watch over the home. I always felt vulnerable with no dog in the house.

All of my dogs have been sweet and loyal and smart and  they’ve had big freaking teeth.

Just FYI.

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My Herb Garden

I used to have an herb garden.

I tended it everyday with my cat Wolfgang.

He enjoyed walking through the plants, he loved to chew on the cilantro and mint leaves, so he always smelled like a pizza.

It was OUR herb garden and it was an important part of our home.

And then Wolfie died and most of the garden went wild and I don’t have the heart to make it what it once  was, so I let it be what it is and that’s okay.

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The Ghosts

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Call them memories or reflections, but my house is full of ghosts.

I’ve lost a lot of friends and family members to death.

I’m not saying they walk my hallways and hide under the bed or stand in shadow choked corners ( it surprises me more that they do not ) but their presence is there.

I can feel it, sometimes I catch a wiff of perfume or a drink and I know they’re there.

Sometimes my cats and my one year old Lab Hamish refuse to sleep where Domino and Cerbie used to sleep. They’ll start to and then they’ll jump up like somebody just poked them with a pin and they’ll tear out of the room,  on other days they’re fine.

But these ‘ghosts’ are part of my home too and it would be less of a home without them.

So those are the things that make my house a home:

Memories, security, stories, people who have been there and have either moved on and some ( both living and dead apparently) come back sometimes for a visit.

My Home.

It is so much more then lumber, wires and stuff.

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