June 17, 2020

Tinerete fara batrinete - Mixie


Acum circa o luna Mixie a avut un o sinuzita complicata.

A trebuit sa mergem la cabinetul veterinar de urgenta din Lima. Pentru $432 au facut analize si i s-a dat un antibiotic. In 5 zile a fost ca noua 😍
Mixie a depasit 16 ani, o virsta la care probleme ca aceasta apar, din nefericire. Cu toate acestea, este intr-un perpetuu "kittenhood". O copilarie continua. Noi, purtatorii de grija umani, am vrea, bineinteles, ca minunatii nostri prieteni felini si canini sa traiasca in continuu: o tinerete fara batranete.

Ieri Mixie a facut ceva uimitor si amuzant. Poate voia sa-si arate ei insasi ca e "still in the game".

La un moment dat se avinta brusc pe casa, urcind direct pe plasa exterioara a patio-ului, trecind de o surplomba riscanta, pentru a se opri apoi 10 minute, in liniste deplina, pe acoperis, contemplind cartierul.

Dupa care, cu aceeasi viteza, se repede in partea opusa a acoperisului, coboara rapid pe crengile dudului din colt, pentru ca in final sa intre in casa, asezindu-se satisfacuta pe scaunul sau preferat - locul unde, de obicei, doarme extensiv.

Zen felin.
 
Photo © Mihai Caragiu

June 1, 2020

Diamonds in the rough

A favorite pastime in the high school years: keep wandering along the remote railways and other similarly semi-deserted places in the city. On one hand it was probably the sensation of discovery and adventure because simply put, I was not familiar with the area, so it was sort of wow, that's something new, which way I go now - a state of mind that lasted for hours. On another hand, these long walks presented me the opportunity to became a witness to bits and pieces of the forgotten or abandoned life's puzzle, in the littering thrown around from the trains or by the residents of the communist era housing units. As an added bonus, there were wonderful poppy flowers everywhere. So in a sense there was a great deal diversity along the way. But the most essential thing was that, during each one of those long walks, a sense of undetermined awakening (albeit slow) developed in me - so that everything ended with a promise to come back.