35* Kenny and Ravenne dog

More on Marshmallow Oaties.... in one day, nearly the entire bag of marshmallow oaties has been eaten between Vincent and I, if Kenny were here it would be gone for sure. the first time we bought them the bag was gone in one day,, and then we went on to eat two more bags the same week. after that we bought them two bags at a time for awhile....
Sure is good to have them again,, thanks to Kenny for wanting to try them! Mmm Mmm good {:-)

On another note-> I found two and a half more slinkys in Kenny's room yesterday when I crashed into the ground, after falling off his punching bag while grabbing his boxing chimp (stuffed) from the shelf in his closet- as I said once before slinkys keep popping up everywhere!
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   As part of the 'getting back to life' business I decided it had to include a sense of physical well-being. Many months of sitting has left me few clothing options and I have heard that motion makes the mind work better and all that jazz. Being inactive for such a long time has certainly made it a challenge to get back in the swing of things. I'm forcing myself to get up, get dressed, and move about. I tried this once before many months ago but after several weeks I had an utterly devastating breakdown. It is my firm belief that keeping busy does not heal the heart so I'm hoping I can figure a way to incorporate the necessities of life while continuing with my healing process. There's definitely a long way to go and everyday I tell myself "keep going, don't give up, keep going" so it has been a week now that I have been pushing myself.
    I have run errands and began some cardio workouts; however, the most significant change is the return to the daily walk with my dog Ravenne. (A chore Kenny hated, but he would help me out and take her from time to time. And most definitely when I went on trips.) She is the reason I was always able to fit in my jeans before, now I can't get into any. That in itself is depressing, without adding anymore to it-- such as the disappearance of Kenny from my life. I would like to keep his memory alive without feeling never-ending grief and sadness. That's the place inside myself I am trying to reach. Unfortunately going about the business of life without including Kenny makes me very unhappy, and I'm not delusional enough to pretend he is here so where to go in my mind....unsure at this time

Until tomorrow.....

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    Ravenne joined our family when she was six weeks old. She was meant to belong to the boys (mostly Vincent) but she bonded with me because I took care of her. She was too young to be away from her mom so I gave her puppy milk from a bottle. When she was young, Kenny liked her a lot and thought she was very cute. I was working and in school at the time. Jheremy and Kenny were both on independent study at home so they were with Ravenne most days the first year of her life. In those days, Kenny and Ravenne were equally energetic and hyper. They played together quite a bit, running around and playing pull-a-rope and with other dog toys. Ravenne completely took to Kenny, she LOVED him and would follow him around. I didn't know much about dogs at the time so she wasn't well trained then.
   One night during an incident with Kenny being locked out of the house Ravenne darted into the street when the door was opened. Kenny ran after her but couldn't get to her in time and she was hit by a car. Kenny was in a panic when he called me, he was 14 years old at the time- Ravenne was 1. I was driving home from class and I rushed like crazy.Kenny was crying but he stayed with her as the car sped away and our dog limped back to the yard. When I got home, we carried our dog's bloody body to the car and I took her to a 24hr pet hospital. Kenny went with me.
   After that Kenny took more of an interest in Ravenne which made her love him even more. She always chose Kenny first to go to, to lick or jump on and she would try to go into his room all the time. We walked her together a lot for a good amount of time and as the years went on Kenny was the only person to help me out with her. He would feed her, walk her, and let her sleep in his room when I was gone. She became annoying to him because she would follow his every move in the house>>it must have been his infectious energy! I know she drove him crazy sometimes although that didn't stop him from taking care of her and throwing tennis balls for her. On top of his dresser is a new set of tennis balls he bought. I can't remember if he bought those for tennis or for her. He didn't play tennis much...

Element of the day (day 35)
#27) C0-Cobalt-] metal 
Necessary for full health in plants and animals.
Discovered in 1735 by Georg Brandt, Sweden.
Shiny, brittle, bluish-gray metal. Alloyed with iron and nickel, it creates an alloy of unusual and strong magnetic properties. Often used in jet and gas turbine engines, in steel alloys, especially for very hard applications, as well as paints and dyes. When added to glass, porcelain, enamels and pottery, it colors them a brilliant deep blue. Medical applications. 

About 70% of the world's cobalt is produced int the copper mines of Zaire and Zambia. Also mined in Russia, Canada and the Philippines.  N