Thursday, December 28, 2006

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You have been a dog better than many men I know


Mervander Gold King (Brown), Johannesburg, 09/27/1997 - Lamone, 28.12.2006

not have it done. The tumor was very large, had attacked intestine and kidney and metastases were everywhere. The veterianriao told me "I have no idea of how a living being in such conditions could have survived so long. ... Never seen anything like the cancer was everywhere, but Brown has been holding out ... maybe he did not want to give up before Christmas. " Already ... maybe. Maybe he knew he would die and give me the last days memorable. It's been years since I saw him as brisk as in these days of Christmas .... a great, nothing to add. We

let them go ... we must allow them to stop suffering. I did. I let go ....

I do not have the clarity needed to write about him as I would like, but know that I only read what you wrote and that made me cry on the one hand, and the other very well .... thanks. at all. Bunye

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and then you know ...

Brownie is an English Bulldog. E 'born September 29, 1997 in Johannesburg, South Africa. Since July 1999 he shared his life with me.
I do not know how many of you know the book "story of a dog and master to whom he taught life" but I am sure those of you who read it will understand the rest of this post ...


A Brownie
I owe my life. If some of you have got to know me in person, or just read about me on these electronic pages, know that you owe it to him. I had a very hard period in my life in 2001, and only its presence prevented me from doing ... things that you can not repent because then you fly or 21 grams in heaven or hell.

When all forsake me, he was there. You can certainly say "... you are easy to feed him, it is clear that we're close." True, but not quite. Some things we did at that time can not be explained so simply ... One night, drunk, lost, I was on the couch feeling sorry for himself for what was my life. He went up on the couch and pushed literally his head under my arm, building on the chest. He did not move all night. We slept there. When I woke up from time to time, was there staring at me with that look that only has a Bulldog.

Once, seeing me sitting on the kitchen floor in despair, I sat in front and began to Appoint me ... for three hours. Three hours are not a few ... stood there and stared at me and I stroked him occasionally. When I got up to go to bed, followed me and was crouching beside the bed, looking at me. I think you would check that I did not shit myself. The morning was still there. He had not moved an inch. There are numerous times that I was amazed with attitudes and actions that normally not associated with a dog.

has nine years and has already breached the average life of three years of his race. Every day is with me, is a gift. The trouble is that today could be your last. At Christmas he was from God play, run around, was always under the table in the hope that "fall" something. Yesterday morning was still, and the look was opaque. It 's never a good sign in a dog ... Travel to the vet, who wants to take 24 hours and run tests.

by X-ray is a dark mass, but the veterinarian is unable to understand if the spleen or liver. If it is a cancer of the spleen, you can remove it and Brownie can live much longer. If the liver is ... game over. A liver cancer it can not be cured, and no liver, no one lives. Today, at one and a half will undergo a laparotomy, at which point I'll know.

today I'll know if a goodbye for the last time, in a river of tears (I cry now as I write too, I admit) or if the tears will follow in a few days the endless joy of being able to take home with me for other , wonderful days together. I ask you not to pray or that ... only if you read this, think about it. Thanks.

Monday, November 13, 2006

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The forest lost thoughts


Thoughts lost
A photo of il_caimano .


In the morning I wake up with my mind full of memories so alive


so strong that I'm afraid to leave behind.

Wednesday, November 8, 2006

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Red Riding Hood


The forest of Little Red Riding Hood
A photo of il_caimano .

If it was so bright probably the wolf and the girl would stop for a picnic.

Sunday, November 5, 2006

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Towards Monte Giove


Towards
Monte Giove A photo of il_caimano .

Sometimes the sea is not is everything.

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Monte Giove (Mugello)


Monte Giove (Mugello)
A photo of il_caimano .

First attempt at HDR.
Stop.
risked life in the dark, desolate and uninhabited Mugello (maybe).
Stop.
It's cold.
Stop.

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

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Had ...

Grissom is cool. That said, let's go right ahead.

Expected date of departure: July 7, 2006
Place of departure: Milan-Malpensa
Destination: Las Vegas, Nevada, United States of America

you go. Those who know me well might say "you go back home, Nick." And I would not be far from reality. The Americans are what they are - every nation that is not exactly a saint - but under the feet and around them a country that is, on the landscape, an extraordinary [personal opinion, btw].

Now, it's an amazing thing happened. The previous sciura was absolutely opposed to any talk, speech, image, or other concern to the U.S., and especially did not want to hear about to go on vacation. What was frustrating and depressing for me, that the U.S. I saw them 11 times in ten years (okay, monothematic ...).

Two weeks ago I get home on a Saturday morning after he was drinking a glass of white wine from my parents, and behold, my beloved Silvia says "Done, I booked and paid with paper, on expedia. Mica I understood what he spoke. Then I looked at the screen of his moments and I notebbok ventiseivoltedifila coat. USA. 6 years there I go ... I get goose bumps even now that I write, I swear.

not you go for gambling, but rather circled for all hotels of the Strip, let us fly in the air inside the Grand Canyon, helicopter ride over the city at night, and go to see " O "at Bellagio , as well as pleasant hours of siopping and why not enjoy the wonderful swimming pools of the resort and take advantage of the various Spa Then one week tour of Death Valley, San Diego and Los Angeles. Still can not believe ...

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Take 56 girls between 15 and 17 years, from the German-speaking part of my small country (Switzerland). Imagine that in addition to Italy (they are taught by Silvia, role as a teacher - ahahhahaa that history, it would take ten people to tell it!) It also be learned on the principles of physics, chemistry, biology and computer science on my part, and you have a pretty good idea of what I will pass the rest of this summer now blossomed to psychologically prepare the event.

Until the newly completed school year I taught them to be specified. Now I was considering a new contract, which covers the subjects to be listed. I signed up right away ... doubling of salary (ie doubling of classroom hours = double salary) which incidentally is in thirteen months. The beauty of teaching in private school that is that you pay during the summer vacation, and you've almost 4 months of "vacation" pay per year. Apparently it is the only school, public or private, that is, that still pays you the whole year. The other, a mica in July and August you pay ... you are at home ...

Quest'anno è stata dura nascondere alle ragazze il fatto che Silvia ed io (entrambi loro docenti) siamo una coppia e veviamo assieme. Ci siamo riusciti per circa... un mese, credo. Ma il fatto che lo sapessero aveva una sorta di piacevolissimo effetto collatrale: non si azzardavano a fare le "sciocchine" in classe mia o in classe sua, per timore della diretta comunicazione vicendevole, cosa che ci ha permesso di avere un anno scolastico piacevole.

Abbiamo anche accompagnato le bimbe (le chiamiamo affettuosamente così) a Venezia in gita scolastica di fine anno, ed è stata una gita devvero piacevole. Non dovevamo stare loro col fiato sul collo perchè durante il giorno potevano girare liberamente. Solo la sera dovevano essere presenti all for dinner, and all be out until midnight. They are Swiss-German ... cracked the minute, indeed, were always present in any event at least ten minutes early! In September we leave, two new classes (one year remaining in Ticino).

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

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a year?! Well you

sometimes need to rearrange ideas.
I offer my apologies for the silence, it is nice not to know how you are, when people know you in person and ask if you're in the obituaries or in happies. (For the record, I am part of the second group)

morning in the office was all very quiet, not moving anything, no phone calls, email it to follow up that ticket, so I began to reread what I wrote here fra il 2003 ed il 2004... wow! Introspezione pura! E non mi riconosco affatto !

Diciamo che ero acido e volgare, e che non mi piace ne quanto ho scritto in precedenza ne il tono che ho utilizzato per scriverlo... okay, forse "ad ogni passo" lo salvo, ma il resto... certo che è un bel viaggio personale rileggere cosa si ha scritto 24 mesi prima... provate, è davvero incredibile, un bel viaggio in voi stessi.

Non scrivo da un anno... "che hai fatto in un anno nick? capisco pensarci su un pò prima di digitare, ma un anno..."

eh... dai, gente, siamo sinceri: un anno a volte è un tempo dannatamente lungo, ed a volte invece è veloce come un pensiero. Lo sappiamo tutti e you all are compared. With regard to the subject Nick, we can say that it is flown. Flew literally, this morning I open my LJ and I see that I write for a year ... say a year, yet it seemed to me ... last week?

Come on, you know ... I miss some people known here, like archaeologists so sexy that if I were gay we would try and Indiana Jones is like comparing an actor of some advertising Nestle - by definition poor, or teachers who give their souls for Emilia their kids - and I teach 17 year olds to 15.16 and now I know many many many things - or even girls that call you without you ever seen to tell you things, or patapuffococcolosi with whom you've been drinking schnapps under the shank of the sun and yet you remember ... here, come on, you want to see me cry? ah-ha .... no guys, repeat ... a year ... but missed you, eh?

I got no texts to undergo, you know? E 'success of all - back in the U.S. on July 7, and who knows me well knows how much I have missed in six years that I could not go there - and then a bunch of other things e. .. e.