First, the winter sunny day charm of the beautiful unpopular noon walk in Mundy with both dogs. This made me put on the full double cd of the chöd ceremony, to say thank you to Buddha, when we came back from our walk.

Then I went to do groceries for dinner and then cooked . Ate then cleaned everything. And more: swept, counters, dishes etc.

Then the ultra anger inside at the walk with disobedient whiskey.

Then praying once home to ask for forgiveness for so much anger felt and ask for help in equanimity and indifference to my own personal desires for the sake of whiskey enjoying his disobedience on our very slow walks. He is too old to learn any command at all by now. Almost 17, in july this year.

Now, after waiting for hubby for an hour from work, and having dinner alone since he ate macdo, Holly Cole Trio, from 90s Toronto jazz band, is playing. I used to listen to her at 15. She was the first bar show I ever saw, alone with a high school acquaintance, a friend from my basketball team I played on.