{"id":39639,"date":"2018-11-15T15:46:49","date_gmt":"2018-11-15T23:46:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/?p=39639"},"modified":"2018-11-15T19:01:20","modified_gmt":"2018-11-16T03:01:20","slug":"everything-you-need-and-many-things-nobody-needs-eventually-turns-up-at-the-thrift-store","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/2018\/11\/15\/everything-you-need-and-many-things-nobody-needs-eventually-turns-up-at-the-thrift-store\/","title":{"rendered":"Everything you need — and many things nobody needs — eventually turns up at the thrift store"},"content":{"rendered":"

I have no business being disgruntled or depressed. Here it is, November 15, and it’s still shirtsleeve weather. The sun is shining. The air is still. The critters and I are reasonably well. There’s really not a thing to complain of and quite a lot to be joyful about.<\/p>\n

But it’s been a discouraging few weeks, for reasons too petty to go into. If you got me started, I’d produce an embarrassing rant and I don’t want to do that.<\/p>\n

So early this afternoon I shut the computer, packed Ava into the car, and took her out for a latte (her portion is the puppy cookie they hand out the drive-up window; I get the cheesecake-flavored 20-ounce, single-shot), a long walk, and a visit to the thrift store.<\/p>\n

I returned home with my equanimity restored. I also returned home with these:<\/p>\n

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Yes, Christmas dogs. Two Santas, an angel, and a pup leaping out of a drum. The latter is a music box, whose tune I can’t identify, but whose dog wobbles back and forth as it plays.<\/p>\n

Who thinks of things like this? I can’t imagine. Worse, it appears several different people thought of this. Because even though the pups all seem to be Newfoundlands or at least big hairy black breeds, these aren’t a set; they appear to be from at least two, possibly three, different makers. It’s really frightening, the way people’s minds work.<\/p>\n

What’s even more frightening is that the music box sometimes plays on its own. I envision waking up in the middle of the night with a terrifyingly cheerful tune plinking away, like in a horror movie about homicidal toys. If so, I may end up bludgeoning that one to death, possibly with one of its handy canine companions.<\/p>\n

But you understand why I had to have them. Right?<\/p>\n

…<\/p>\n

Ahem. Well, anyhow, now that my mood is restored, I’ll go off and prepare a links post.<\/p>\n

Cheers.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I have no business being disgruntled or depressed. Here it is, November 15, and it’s still shirtsleeve weather. The sun is shining. The air is still. The critters and I are reasonably well. There’s really not a thing to complain of and quite a lot to be joyful about. But it’s been a discouraging few weeks, for reasons too petty to go into. If you got me started, I’d produce an embarrassing rant and I don’t want to do that. So early this afternoon I shut the computer, packed Ava into the car, and took her out for a latte…<\/p>\n

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