Moment of Silence
Let’s pause for a brief moment of silence, for today, on the darkest day of the year, a light in Chappy’s world was snuffed out.
Well, not a light, exactly, so much as one of his cherished possessions.
His food dish.
Chappy has had his “Life is Good” food dish for four and a half years now. It was a birthday gift for his fourth birthday, which means he’s been polishing it clean for more than half his life now. They’ve had so many happy meals together. Over three thousand breakfasts and suppers, cooked specially for him by his Mom. Every now and again, he’d have lunch, or would find a treat hiding in the dish, waiting to be discovered.
They had good times together, Chappy and his food dish.
Sadly, a suicidal jar of applesauce leaping from the pantry this morning, took Chappy’s beloved dish with it. The tragedy was witnessed by his grandma who was shocked at the event. “It just jumped from the pantry. There was nothing I could do,” she said, the horror plain in her voice.
Chappy is mourning.
Chappy’s food dish is survived by its mate of four years, the water dish, whose eyes haven’t been dry since the accident. I suspect her faithfulness, though, as I hear she’s already shopping around for a new mate.
In lieu of flowers, Chappy asks that you put extra food in YOUR dog’s (or other pet’s) food dish tonight, in memorial of a food dish that made him so very, very happy. (Or, well, he says you could send him biscuits, but that’s what he ALWAYS says.)
Even the sunset made an extra effort to be glorious tonight.
Actually, that brings up an interesting question–someone on Ravelry pointed out that while, yes, today is the winter solstice and the shortest day of the year, the actual earliest sunset of the year happened two weeks ago, but that when her physicist father started to explain why, her eyes glazed over. So now I’m curious–doesn’t anybody know why this is? I had actually noticed that the daylight was lasting longer these last few days, but hadn’t pieced that together.
On a happier note, look what I got in the mail today:
A copy of the new Abigail Adams biography by Woody Holton. I’m really very excited about this. I saw it at the bookstore last week, but since I AM trying to save money and not buy as many books, I put it back with a wistful, “Maybe when it’s in paperback.”
Imagine my surprise when a couple days later, I won a copy at the Wonders & Marvels blog. (Note the blog post by the book’s author, about Abigails foray into “junk bonds.”) Talk about great timing! Abigail Adams has always been a hero of mine, and it’s been a while since I read a biography about her, so I’m really looking forward to this. Thanks, Wonders & Marvels!




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I tried my best to save Chappy’s dish but it happened so quickly that before I knew it the food dish had been shattered.
If it’s any consolation, Chappy took it all in stride… he ran over when he heard the noise, surveyed the situation, sniffed at the shards of his dish and then turned and left.
To be honest, I don’t know if the applesauce was suicidal or if it was pushed by whatever was behind it on the shelf. I wouldn’t put it past the breadcrumbs to do something like that…they’re known to be pretty crummy sometimes.
Is it wrong of me though to be glad it wasn’t my foot which was right along side the food dish !!!
.-= Mom´s last blog ..Frosted Window Panes … =-.
The cats will all raise a treat in tribute to Chappy’s dish (they’ve already had dinner). I’d offer some for their homies, but William Henry would just eat that too.
Your Mom blogs? That is the best thing I’ve ever heard!
.-= Emily´s last blog ..Handmade Holiday =-.
I am so sorry to hear about Chappy’s dear departed dish.
However, thank you for the tip on the Abigail Adams bio! One of my reactions to McCullough’s John Adams biography was that there wasn’t enough Abigail. Maybe Santa will pick this one up for me.
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Woe! Woe! Woe the food dish!
*checks to make sure we still have backup food dishes, just in case*
.-= Chris´s last blog ..Shhhh… Sleeping Princess Alert! =-.
Horatio and I are sorry for Chappy’s loss. It was a good food dish may it rest in peace (or pieces as the case may be).
I suppose the headstone will read, “Life WAS good.”
Dear Chappy,
We are so sorry. We can’t even imagine the horror of not having a food dish. It would be nearly as bad as having to go back to that place they call “the pound”. By the way, our dishes are metal, so they’ll last forever, at least we hope so.
Love,
Riley and Lewey
P.S. Even the cats say they are sorry.
.-= Riley & Lewey´s last blog ..Knitted Christmas Gifts =-.
the book looks very good! poor chappys dish, i have had things like that happen. (always sucks!) love the life is good series!
.-= Tanya´s last blog ..check it out! and rememberance day =-.
You and your mom both have me laughing! Poor Chappy! ;o)
That book looks very interesting – Abigail is my 8th (or something) Great-Aunt so I love reading about her!
Merry Christmas!
.-= JessaLu´s last blog ..A Meat Lover and a Vegan Walk Into a Bar… =-.
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