Last night, the boys and I went to the co-op to pick up ingredients for tonight’s little dinner party. While packing up the car, said dinner guests arrived at the Factory to head to the climbing gym. They stopped over to the car and said hello to the boys, and we chatted for a bit, and then went our separate ways. Sebastien tends to associate people with their pets, and he got to know our friends’ husky, Sabre, during the many (well, few) climbing trips we took together. Seb has a bit of a fear of dogs, but given Sabre’s temperament, he was always very curious. So when I informed Seb that they would be joining us for dinner, he asked if Sabre was coming. Now, Sabre is no longer alive. He was old, and suffering from various ailments, and his owners sadly euthanised him. So instead of simply saying “no, Sabre isn’t coming” I said “Sabre isn’t alive anymore.”

Lesson learned.

Being three and half, Sebastien likes asking questions.

“What is Sabre not alive anymore because?” (He has not yet mastered “why”)

“He was old and sick.”

“What was Sabre old and sick because?”

“Because everything gets old?”

“Will Oren get old and sick?”

(What have I gotten myself into? I this point I was envisioning nightmares for the poor child.)

“Well, Oren will most certainly get old.”

“Will Oren die?”

Err. Now I’ve done it. Sigh.

“Yes, some day.”

“Help please, with my fruit snack.”

Thankfully, there ended the conversation, and Seb proceeded to tell Oren to stop eating all his toys.

Changing gears.

I’ve finally started to listen to music at work again. In the heaviest rotation as of late are Freakwater’s Feels Like the Third Time and Galaxie 500’s Copenhagen, the taping of their final show together. Freakwater makes me want to dust off my guitar. Perhaps I will.

I came across this blog today (via Daniel Larison) and got a kick out of the author’s bio:

Dennis Dale has no scholastic credentials, is not recognized as an authority on any subject, and is not respected in any field. Dennis is marginally employed and lives in the Pacific Northwest.

Describes me perfectly.

Posted on 17 November 2006