I hope you are enjoying your holidays and everything is going well for you at home and with the planning and budgets. I had another great day today, while Darcy unfortunately had probably one of the worst days in her life. I went for a walk in Girraween National Park and she... went to a vet. She was looking forward to go home, after staying at friends place during our holidays, and what did I do to her? I took her to a vet for a “full service” - it means teeth and ears cleaning, toe-nails cutting and so on. Full beauty service – she should be happy, every lady loves beauty treatments. She however did not look very happy...
The day started good for both of us. As I mentioned before while George and I were on holidays Darcy was staying at friends place and today in the morning I picked her up. We met in town. As soon as Linda opened the door of her car Darcy jumped out and run to my Jeep jumping behind like a black kangaroo as if she wanted to say “Open the door! Open the door!”. And when I opened the door she jumped in so quickly that she almost shoot through the windscreen. She was very happy and pressed herself against the front sit to make sure that nobody takes her out. Linda came to the car carrying Darcy's stuff and she laughed and said to Darcy - “You have no idea where she is taking you” (meaning I am taking her to the vet). Of course Darcy had no idea, she was just happy to be with me in the car. This is the beauty about dog's life (or any other animal) – they just live in the moment. Do not dwell on the past, do not worry about the future, they just live now. Wonderful way of living, isn't it? Somehow we humans, being the most intelligent of all mammals and all living creatures, are not able to do this most simple thing – just live now. As if we could not understand that we cannot change the past and the only way we can influence the future is by doing the best today. Worrying about the future is not the best what we can do today to assure a wonderful future for ourselves.
Anyway, I took Darcy to the vet – she got a bit disquiet when we got closer to the vet's building (she recognised it). Luckily, when we arrived at the same time also the receptionist at the vet practice arrived and she went to open the door. This put Darcy in a big dilemma – on one hand she does not want to go into the building, but on the other hand she wants to say 'Hello' to the girl. The will to say 'Hello' was too strong so – we literally run into the practice, Darcy probably thinking 'I just say quick Hello and I am out of here'. Unfortunately for Darcy I closed the door and... she got trapped, crying quietly at the door and probably thinking “mist, I did it again”. After I left Darcy in the good hands of the vet (we have a very good vet – she is a vet from passion and love to the animals, not just for money. She speaks animal language and she understands her patients) and agreed to pay for all possible tests just to make sure that Darcy gets the best possible treatment, I went to the National Park where I spent the entire day. First I went to the information centre, got a map and choose the longest possible walk – Mt Norman 11km return. I had all necessary camera equipment, water, some nuts and of course my little Buddy whom I take everywhere with me. The weather was marvellous – a bit crisp and chilly in the morning (when I left home it was 4 degrees), but sunny and during the day it was not much above 20 degrees. Perfect autumn day to wander through the bush. My first turn-off was to the Castle Rock - only 500m. When I arrived at the destination there were a few people – a father with couple of kids and another man. From the conversation I could gather that they were strangers who just met. One of them had degree in business mathematics as I have. It was a bit remarkable for me as there are not many people with this qualifications and meet somebody somewhere on the rocks is not something that I would expect to happen often. I did not talk to the people – maybe a bit impolite, but I simply wanted to be alone. I was walking on the rocks taking pictures and enjoying the views. I did not feel perfectly comfortable, a bit scared that I could slip and fall into the precipice. I thought I overcame my anxiety after the bad experience many years ago, but obviously some traces of it are still hiding at the back of my mind. I need just more practice and I will be able to run on the rocks again without any fear. When I was about to leave the viewing platform three little kids were coming through the narrow fissure – the door to the rock-terrace – and started running happily on the platform. They were something between 3 and 5 years old. I would not think that it was very responsible of the parents to let the kids run here without any supervision... Luckily one of the man there, the mathematician, called the kids and told them to wait for their parents behind a rock barrier, as it was much safer. A couple of minutes later the parents came as well and I continued my walk to Mt Norman. I walked though the bush on a smooth path and on rocks. At some point I was crossing a small creek and it is when I realised, that actually I have to be careful here – a red-belly black snake, obviously disturbed and scared by me, just moved from the sunny spot on the rocky path and I could see its tail disappear in the shrubberies along the path. It is funny, but I am very cautious about snakes when I am walking across a bush, even at home, but somehow walking on a comfortable path made me completely forget about these creatures. This time I do not have my motorbike leathers to protect me ;) I walk and walk and walk stopping then and again and taking photos of the mesmerising environment and could not get enough of the sceneries. I passed twisted trees creating very interesting shapes, the rock-couch and the jumping frog (I have very big imagination, so I could see some shapes in almost every rock I passed and I could give them all some names). It was amazing to watch the trees growing on granite or some grass and ferns using the hand-full of soils in between the rocks and the one ray of sunlight getting through the tiny whole in the rocky cube to survive. From time to time Buddy got out of my backpack and was posing to photo-shooting. There were not many people in the park, but it happened that another family was also on their way to the Mt Norman and we were passing each others from time to time – either they overtook me when I was busy with my photos, or I overtook them when they were resting. We did not talk at all, only sometimes we exchange smiles.
When I was sitting at the top eating nut-bar and admiring the views and all the shapes created by nature, which are much more
attractive than any other sculptures created by humans, I felt that... I am alive again. Finally I am doing again the things I
love to do – a couple of days ago walking on the beach, now wandering through the hills. I grew up in the mountains area where
I used to hike for hours or sometimes for days. I really love doing it. I decided that I have to do it much more often. I love
the farm as well and I have to and want to work there, but I also want to see the area where I am living. I am going to go for a
walk in some of the national parks about once a month. I can ride on the bike there and then walk for the entire day. This would
It would be also lovely to have somebody who would like to do this things with me... I miss you Buddy, but at the same time when I am here by myself I feel as if I was with you. Maybe it is also the reason why I do not want to talk to anybody on the way, I just want to be by myself and feel you around me.
On the way back I turned off the path again and walked to the The Sphinx rock. My legs were quite sore and I hardly could walk, but my spirit still did not have enough of the walks through the bush (obviously again my spirit can do much more than my body can ;). So I walked to the Sphinx and took plenty of photos. Though I have to admit that from the distance the Sphinx looked much more impressive. I was going to walk further to the Turtle rock, but it was getting late and I still had to pick up my Princess from the vet. All day I have not heard from the vet – a bit strange as they told me they would let me know when Darcy would wake up and when she would be ready to go home. I made sure that they had my phone numbers and that they call me on the right one (they marked everything on their paper work). It was 5pm when I arrived at the vet practise. The receptionist said that Darcy was very lovely, behaving very good and they are happy to have her here again. “I am not sure what I should answer to this” - I laughed. “Hmm... I am not sure if Darcy wants to see us again, but we are definitely happy to see her again” - laughed the girl. I was going through some paper work when Darcy pulled one of the girls out of the rooms. “Somehow she new that you are here as soon as you arrived” - said the girl obviously struggling with holding Darcy. I had to finish the paper work and paid a fortune for Darcy pleasures, so there was still a bit of crying at the door, but not for long. As soon as I opened the back door to the car, Darcy tried to jump into the car, but she did not have enough strength and... I caught her before she felt on the ground and helped her into the car. Her face looked as if she tried to say “I had enough for today. I just want to go home...” She had to wait bit in the car before we went home, but she did not mind it – just slept on her bed. And when we arrived at home George called her to go into the house, but she did not want to – she was just following me. I had to go into the house and put her into bed. It is amazing, after all what I have done to her today she still loves me and wants to be with me :)
Sometimes I feel a bit bad as it is George who spends the most time with her (every week I am away for at least 3 days), but she stills prefers to be with me. It has happened already a few times, that I was walking in between the buildings here, Darcy was following me like a shadow and when George called her she... simply ignored him. He tried to call her a few times, but at the end he had to give up, as she simply was not listening to him. Sometimes she looked at me almost like asking - “Do I have to go to him?”. Usually George ignores it, but sometimes he gets a bit upset saying that he is doing everything for her, and she does not even listen to him. Unappreciative dog. Yes, it is true George always prepares for her some special meals (cooks porridge, sometimes something with eggs etc) and I just give her what is there – either some canned dog-food, or some dried food, some meat with rice. But at the end what she really wants is... a bit of some food and above all a lot of love – like me ;)
And when I checked my other phone I noticed a message from the vet – amazing after all the discussions and markings they still got it wrong and sent he message on the wrong phone...
I am getting tired now, so soon I will be going to bed.
Lots of Wings,