Alex (An Ideal)

Dear Alex,

Today is my birthday.

Poised upon the shore’s edge, I can peer into the deeper waters fairly easy, being so close to cusped Pisces.

Maybe it was my cat of the same name that taught me by her nurturing through harsh childhood loneliness how to be softer than most other Aquarians in life encountered.

In fact, it seems that many are missing the meaning of why they are here as they tout their designated sun signs as boastful power entitlements.

Are all of these closed minds just suddenly going to open up, become enlightened, and help assist transformation in our world?

Meanwhile, I am grateful for your positive influences.

Alex (An Ideal)

Dear Alex,

I keep the household going by the frizzled fumes of my exhausted, yet valiant efforts.

The resources that I have been depending upon are dwindling too rapidly, and I am worried while working to regain business income before these gap fillers run out.

And our new tiger is, of course, a handful, with a loud, strong yowl that keeps going whenever he doesn’t get what he wants.

While his addition to our family has been a type of stabilizing blessing, the frequent mind and emotional pinging has been breaking down my nerves on a daily basis.

Maybe the load is exacerbated by my also having to manage the pack’s dynamics as I work to safely acclimatize them to each other, as well as pressured struggling to save our beloved ranger.

I almost had to make “the call” to let her go this week, but then by a miracle of inspiration tested her desire to eat by syringe feeding.

Fortunately, she has been ravenously responsive, and I am hoping that she’ll regain weight by my frequent hand-feeding her as I encourage, snuggle, and praise her.

It is frightening to have almost missed this opportunity to help prolong her life when she very much wants to keep living.

She has several medical complications that we are treating, so it has been difficult to figure out what care has still been missing.

Meanwhile, our hound’s opportunistic love of food and big-hearted caring has resulted in her generously grooming our ranger after each feeding, which they both enjoy as they warm up by the fire and I fret about possible roughness vs. fragility.

And, as I had hoped that the hound and tiger would get along together, it is a huge win that they tease and play with each other rambunctiously.

However, all of this is being a lot to supervise.

The wolf sides with me regarding the overwhelm, giving an occasional warning growl or bark at times because the tiger loves her fluffy tail and sneaks up on and pounces upon her from many angles in attempts to innovatively engage her.

Wolf is mostly tolerant and supportive by taking part in the social thrum of our new front room dynamics, but she gets a little cranky at times because she is going blind and cannot easily track him.