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Last night, I asked Syr if I could wear a gold locket with a picture of us on my collar chain. She said no, and when I asked why, Her reply was "because it wasn't my idea." I was reminded, in the simplest and loveliest of ways, that I am never truly in control.

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This morning, I woke up thinking about a simple service for Syr a day or two ago... bathing my Owner. It was so exotic to wash and shave Her. It felt simple and lovely and immersive.

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This morning, I forgot - for a while - all the reasons why it's so important that I listen, really listen to my Owner when She's speaking.

I was reminded that when I do exactly as She asks, without worrying about what it all means, or psychoanalyzing it to death or assuming that there's some personal slight involved, it is like waving a magic wand and makes all the stress and fear dissolve.

It may not be pleasant to listen, obey, and simply do - but when I do it, things are so much better.... working on really integrating that knowledge.... one teeny tiny, almost imperceptible baby step at a time.

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What I'm craving, lately, is the confidence of Her touch, the rough sound of Her voice growling in my ear, and time at Her feet.

I'm also craving routine, structure, and getting back to connecting with this side of our lives in more obvious ways - though it hasn't waned at all.

I might also be craving a nap... having a sleepy sort of day...