I've been emailing friends to see if they are affected by Sandy. The news makes it look pretty bad. I believe the storm is heading our way after cutting a swath through Canada. I keep wondering if this is a message about the election. Or even the world series. Of course, the message is climate change, but evidently we're all going to keep our heads firmly stuck in the sand about that issue. I got a call early this morning about money for the election, but I've donated all I think appropriate. Anything else will be to shelters or research or something tangible for the benefit of all beings. I get so sick when I think of what this election money could have done to help poor women and children, to feed the hungry, to build housing. How can anything good come out of such a perversion of what our government should be about. Ads and hate. Bad karma!
It drizzled last night and the dogs were restless and we went down and let them out, then lectured, but they succeeded in keeping us up. I know there are squirrels and cats and all manner of disturbing creatures in the night, but the most disturbing is them, being, well, being DOGS.
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