** Soundtrack and theme music, is Highly Recommended by Yours Truly, and can be acquired fairly inexpensively, from iTunes, or you fave sound store!:
(The Fox & The Hunt-
Hearts Try Their Wings-
The Straight Route-
in no particular order.
by my personal Friend, Abi Grace, “Heroically Lost, Heroically Found”) **
This AM, He asked if I remembered how We met, on open forum on ‘The Face’:
“….ch 3 local broadcasting with running personal adverts…. 1990-ish. I’d just landed by the Mayflower’s 2nd voyage, disembarking on the West Coast on accident. You’d responded to my ad, or I to yours- I do not recall. but the end results is that we met, went straight past dating into BF’s, tho not with the additional ‘F’ on that acronym, as you’d moved on to free-range in many other pastures, then & since. And ‘FurtherMore’, no less, as The Dead were so fond of saying…. but I digress. I asked one day -a day I most oft regret- if you’d “ever hunted”. And without elaborating, either of us, you replied, “Yes”. and so went the beginning of The End for us: becuz, I swear to my dying day, that if you break our ‘truce’ and do anything but -albeit colourful, end to those numerous adventures to your grave…. well, lets just say that regardless that you are my oldest and (coming up on a quarter century of shared timelines!) Dearest of Companions, that I’ve already chosen the ‘perfect’ resting place for yours!
And so ends the deliciously mysterious tale of “How we Met”.
That’s my story and I’m sticking to it!”
And, later this AM, I got 2-day-old ‘news’ that She was leaving for a ‘New Adventure’ (as Her old Life had just been ripped from Her!):
“Wish I could have made your deadline for that one last hug…
I will cherish the role you played in my Life and the Time of My Lostness & Despair, Forevermore. You were the Only One that gave a shit if I lived or died, that week, not so long ago. You were the Only One that celebrated my Birth, at that Private wine tasting party for 10. Your place in my heart is jackhammered in Stone.
Fair Thee Well, My Friend. But of course, its not just a Wish… becuz I KNOW that You, like a cat, ALWAYS will land on your Paws- where ever You may Roam.
Fond Affections, from Your Wild Violet on The Isle, Forevermore.”