back and forth

I am in an interesting place. There is a lot to learn here. CR says, “spaniels are better.” KB says, “spaniels have more brains.” Both of them say, “shelties bark constantly and run around in circles.” I say, “shelties that do that are wacko.” CR says, “I would love for you to get an ec.”
So back and forth. The reprobation of these friends is strong. I am thrown back in the mix and swirled like a roan/merle shake. Blueberry.
I am also talking to a MC who does therapy with her shelties out the Gorge. CH. CD. NAJ. TDI…everything. It seems to me that a stable sheltie is a real thing of beauty.
PC says watch for sound sensitivity. Tell the breeder exactly what you want and trust her. Every puppy in a sheltie litter is different.
DG, the breeder whose shelties I love reveals herself slowly, and each time I see more intelligence and knowledge. Plus she’s fun. Well, they all are. The whole thing is fun.
I feel bad about losing AC though…and I hope that I represented myself truthfully all along. She was part of the process where it got a little out of hand. That embarrasses me.

So I get to see where the wind rocks me and where the earth holds me and find the atomic center where I am.
The choice is: the familiar and it seems developing the vision that I’ve always had. Sonnybank. Sunnybank. Sunebank. I know what that means.
OR trying something new. Something floppy and sweet and happy and different.
Which is which is obvious. I feel the answer is so close. It’s on the tip of my tongue.

Kirby died yesterday. He was a magnificent dog. Today was the toy group and BIS at WKC. Some have suspected publicity stunt. I can’t believe evil could be so bitter.