It’s Noel Night Day. Last year everything seemed to happen at night but this year the discounts are being offered in stores all day long. I’ve decided it is alright to allow myself to be confused. Who knows how humans come up with these ideas anyway.
We had shopping to do for some of the men in the family so owner and I headed into town bright and early. Curly-haired took an hour off work (no one knows!) and went skiing. This must be one of those perks he mentions when he talks to his friends in Texas. Perks sounds a lot like purr and I thought he was talking about how rarely he sees cats in Telluride. Now I know.
Shopping for Christmas is fun if you have ideas about what you want to buy and if you can afford to buy them, or anything even resembling your dream gifts. The discounts offered from the grab bags at the counters make some things more affordable. In one store we barely covered our tax but hey every little bit helps.
Shopping and spending seemed to make owner a bit sad today. I guess it always reminds her of Christmas’ past when everyone was still young and at home. It also reminded her that the dreams she and curly-haired had for the boys, when they were young, are harder and harder to achieve. They raised really good guys who turned into wonderful men. They mostly followed the rules. You know….went to school every
day, worked hard, got good grades, went to university, and then recently everything got messed up. All that talk they swallowed along with their pablum
about following their passion and then life will work out fine doesn’t seem to be quite as true. Owner feels bad that life is so much harder for this generation, especially the kids with big dreams and goals, than it was for hers.
Owner had a long chat with a young person in town. I heard this story second hand because for some reason I wasn’t taken inside any stores today. Most stores welcome and fawn over me so I don’t understand why I was left out in the cold (literally). Actually it was a bit embarrassing being tied up to the bike rack hook.
Anyway, here was this guy and he had also done everything he was supposed to do. He worked hard, got good grades and finished his Masters in a field of study that was his long-held passion. Many of our friends back in Texas are very proud to tell us that their children are going to specialise in the same area when they grow up. Well, this young person said, “make sure they think it through.” Think it through? “Yes,” he said. “Think it through. Follow your dreams, follow your passion but always be aware the world changes, demands fluctutate, and be prepared.”
He used to have a job he spent years working toward; he’s just not doing that job at the moment. Grateful for the work he has he certainly dreams that he can return to the field for which he trained. He designed homes for people – one of them was larger than most of us could even begin to imagine (how would a human even find their way around in there, they don’t scent mark?) But, this is what the people wanted to build and he was happy to design it. Life seemed perfect. But, the economy fell apart and suddenly the Mr. Rich Guys disappeared and the market dried up. Now is the time to to keep body and soul and spirits together so that when there is an upturn he will be ready to get back to the drawing board. Dogs have a hard time keeping their spirits up when their circumstances change and they find themselves at Second Chance, for example. Humans aren’t all that different. However, give us a bowl of food and a belly rub and our spirits can bounce sky high. Humans are better at long term perspective and that is what keeps them moving forward, grateful for what IS today and hopeful for what MAY BE tomorrow. Owner said she hopes more of the big spenders who caused some of these problems end up in jail….even if some of them are from her home and native land (the only part of her National Anthem I’ve ever bothered to learn.)
You know she’s a big talker so she couldn’t leave without mentioning that our boys are all around his age and in similar situations. David seems well settled in Shanghai, but is always trying to figure out a way to make a bigger and better deal and get on with his dreams of glory. Luckily his passions are Mandarin and China so currently he’s the one kid living his dream. Our Jonathan is in a difficult, stressful time and is applying for jobs like mad, up until 7 a.m. on occasion sending out applications and curriculums to universities looking for History professors. He’s done everything required to get his third university degree….and whenever we see him he’s working hard reading, analysing and writing…..so even I, a mere dog, can tell those Ph.D.’s aren’t handed out like Hallowe’en candy. He’d have worked his tail off if he had one. He’s really into Medieval History and is excited to introduce young students to the topic and kindle their passion. He’d be a great Professor because when Jonathan tells you about history it comes alive and you feel that you are living in those times. To be honest I haven’t got a clue what he’s talking about, but he’s so animated that I get wound up right along with him. He’s frustrated because even though he applies for jobs…..the interviews don’t get lined up. The young person in town commented that “at least your son currently has some jobs to apply for.” It isn’t funny but it made me do a dog snort when I heard this because our Jonathan says something similar about Benjamin. Benjamin has the jobs to apply for, and gets the interviews but is still waiting for an offer. He understand that it will be hard to feel good about an offer, if and when it comes, when so many people with children, car payments, and mortgages, have been let go. Our Jonathan would appreciate just ONE of the interviews Benj has had and the person we met would like to be able to send in a resume for even ONE job opening. I’m glad I’m a dog because this all seems too messed up for me to contemplate.
So on Noel Night, we are happy to be out on the street looking forward to Christmas and all that that means to every family. Who wouldn’t enjoy the aspiring little ballerinas twirling and giggling in the windows of Telluride Sports. (practicing for their roles in The Nutcracker.) While we pick up the odd gift we are hopeful that shopping locally will help keep local stores around. Everyone needs to hang on to their dreams of a brighter future. The only way to go is up, as they say. We are all in this together, humans and animals….if humans lose their jobs then more dogs and cats go to places like Second Chance. I think they call it the tickle down effect…..things get bad and no one is around to tickle you. See ya later.