Hi. It’s so nice to see you again. It’s me, Ollie, James’ Old English Sheepdog. And today is Halloween.
I couldn’t make up my mind how I wanted to go Trick or Treating. My first thought was to go as a Dalmatian after Trek, my first friend, but none of the costumes fit, as they were too small. I then thought an Irish Wolfhound would be cool after seeing pictures James showed me, but all the costumes were too big. So I decided to go as James (even though his shirt was a tad on the large size).
I’m so looking forward to the tons of treats I’m going to receive.
Speaking of treats, James had a colonoscopy this past week. How, might you ask, is that a treat? Well, James informed me that before his first colonoscopy, while the nurse was attempting to get an IV in a vein, he fainted. I about bust a gut suppressing my laughter. He went on to tell me that he woke up on his back; splayed across the hospital’s cold, tile floor; with the hospital gown wrapped around his lacerated, bruised neck; butt naked for the whole world to see. Now I’ve seen him naked, so this was when my gut really started hurting from my crushing, silent laughter. He said when he came to the doctor and two nurses were at the door staring down at him, debating whether to go through with the procedure. That’s when James said, “We’re doing this, cause I’m not going through this again.” James is so funny – I love him (he said he loves me too).
On a more somber note – after all it is Halloween – James believes that he had a near death experience that day. He wrote this poem based on that occurrence:
I Died That Day
whether the black hands were reaching out for me or they were trying to push me back today it's unclear but in the moment I could have sworn they were warning me away it's not your time
there was the sense of movement towards a radiance was it up or down in the distance beyond the murky forms and their hands while the hands attached to the shadowy forms were all motioning me to remain don't come any closer
was the glow coming closer to me
or was it I
who was floating
I seemed to have had no feelings
simply an awareness of peace
so I went back or did I stay in place I awoke my heart having started having stopped briefly
I believe I died that day
on the floor of the clinic
as I lay on the cold tiles
except for the hospital gown
twisted around my neck
We hope you like the poem. Oh, and be sure and let me know in the comment section what your favorite Halloween costume is, what you wore this year, and what you think I should go as next year. Or if you have any questions for me (or for James).