Sleepy Eye’d Possum

Wake me from this revolting riddle

My island…tartan from the toil

Every moment in slumber…I am submerged on faraway soil

Outings of yesteryear, swirl and wane from folly’s foil

Though I stack cords of oak to guard against my enemies

I fear tomorrow it will topple and the pond shall boil

Had I not known Friendly Strangers when young.

My reduced everything would have remained under constraint of younger guns

Now, only another Castaway…

Friendly Stranger wake me with your beat…

a distant and different kind of drum

Are YOU an Eco Friendly Pet Owner

“If I’m off the road and alone…I let him unload!”

That is my ‘earth friendly’ vow as a Pet Owner.

Now I get that shit in the street or snowbank is beyond gross.

**Anyone who calls what comes out of a dog’s ass end…poo!  Is not a true pet owner!

However, three quarters of the state I am in…is rural.  Rural, particularly compared to the trash driven streets of city’s such as, Boston or New York.  But here where the winter chill settles in and plays dirty…I prefer to think of my dog’s shit as…giving back to the earth.

New Hampshire has her ‘old fashion’ politically incorrect hippies, such as myself.  And, she has her L.L. Bean do-gooders who will say Poo Poo on my philosophy.  These well intention-ed, well dressed in earth-wares, persons most likely have the following list of do’s and don’ts when it comes to pet sustainability!

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  • How to Put a Handle on Dog Shit

You could walk all the way back to the car…about two miles as the crow flies.  Tie the bag nice and tight, place it on the floor of your Tesla, drive like a bat out of hell (because the smell is so bad), get a speeding ticket, run up to the second floor of your house to the ‘guest’ bathroom and flush the shit.  The shit that has turned to liquid from the heat of the car.

If you are willing to pay the price…there are water soluble bags for cat litter and dog shit.  This added expense will add to your feeling you have done your best to clean the earth of toileting issues.

  • Do It Yourself Homemade Pet Food

Organ meat is particularly tasteful to the Cat and the Dog.  And, just think of the joy you’ll have when you buy your first organ grinder.

Some say, seafood, oysters to be precise, adds to your furry friend’s sex drive.

  • Do It Yourself Pet Toys

One of the Cat’s favorite toys is my grandmother’s leftover curlers from 1962.  She also enjoys organic catnip in a dirty white tube sock that is knotted up.

I gave the Dog an old shoe years ago!  He loved it.  However, I found myself trying to teach him which shoe is new…and, which one is old.

  • Adopt, Adopt, Adopt

Of course, the most sustainable thing we can do for our health is, adopt a shelter pet.  It is proven that persons who love dogs live longer and happier lives.  The same has been hinted at about cats.   But the Cat is still out on debate on that one.

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A medium-sized dog has a carbon footprint of 2.1 acres, roughly twice the 1 acre for a gas-guzzling sports utility vehicle driven 10,000 kilometres  (6,214 miles) a year… cats occupy the same footprint as a small Volkswagon, while two hamsters equal the same emissions as a plasma-screen television.” – Darcy Matheson, words from her book Greening Your Pet Care.

Two dogs, five cats, leave the carbon, fecal covered, footprint of one melting New Hampshire snowbank mixed with mud…approximately, five feet high and ten feet wide.  Essentially it is enough fertilizer to fill the hole for your casket once the Cat kills you.

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the Whole Earth Revisited

As the earth steps back, flows…

ebbs and recedes.

It amazes me the difference between…

‘What we have been given!  And, what we feel we have received!’

Behind Every Bouncing Plastic Bag

There’s a lady who’s sure
All that glitters is gold
And she’s buying a stairway to heaven…Zepplin

 

The man in the black hat asked,

“What makes you so sure?”

A simple response…

“Old insights and, of course, women’s intuition!”

A water, falling.

No end insight.

No need for a mother’s prediction!

No need for a hole in the wall…

Minus light.

Furthermore…

All these punches in the air.

That is not what draws us near.

Posturing!

Hackles up!

All jabs at manmade, luck!

If you take away your…

Huddled masses.

Piles of trash!

No need for my intuition!

The one hit wonders are fading fast.

Man in fading black hat,

“What there is no need to linger in the past!”

A simple response needed,

“Recycled ambition peels like a wet cast.

Inhibitions turmoil, lasts and, lasts.”

Warehouse Town

What has begun this earth could be its demise.

Creativity has lost its direction.

The meek forgotten and no rain in hand.

The thirsty reign.

With an ending drawn like a line in the sand.

I sit and think.

I walk and think…

of the simple atrocities done unto me.

Yet,

stepping on every stone in the ghost town.

Mine is not the only suffering around.

Clear cutting destiny in the changing winds.

An epic symphony.

Orchestrating a somber song.

There is no savings in the daylight.

Only a righteous spire with not a soul in sight.

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“Overall, becoming a carbon-neutral country would involve changes in our behavior, but these are modest compared with the changes that will be forced upon us if we do nothing.” Caroline Lucas