This modern fairy tale about a 10 year old boy (named Elliot) – who discovers an alien (whom he later named E.T.) in his family’s garden shed, befriends him, hides him, and tries to help him return home – has become a classic movie for kids and a remarkable portrait of childhood.
As Elliott tries to keep the alien under wraps, he discovers that the creature can communicate with him telepathically. Soon they begin to learn from each other, and Elliott begins to experience a psychic connection with the alien.
By the time “Harley – Darley” arrived, our DD Tiffany had already moved back home (please read CANCER, WATER & GOLDENDOODLES 7/23/12), and was recovering nicely. Treatment was behind her, and Harley brought so much “doodle” joy into her life as she took the recuperation road slowly and cautiously.
Truth be told, she was my mighty advocate in convincing my DH Lee that Golden Doodles were the perfect house pets for humans of all ages!
Although I am the “Momma”, when I am not around,Tiffany has always been the “next best thing” in Harley’s world (sorry DH). They are so close, it made sense that Harley accompany us on the Susan G. Komen walk…
It’s been a little over four years now, (we are so very grateful the cancer is in remission) and a new chapter in her life has begun – she is moving into her own place! I, (as the “momma”) am honestly “excited” about this momentous occasion. Harley, on the other hand is not…
I am happy for her and proud to say I am without multiple roller coaster emotions during her residential relocation. This is a “good thing”, and she is ONLY moving about 45 minutes away. We can and will see each other regularly. I forgot however, to forward that memo to Harley. I failed to pay attention to him as she loaded boxes and bags into her car. I never thought about “Mr. Sensitive’s” heightened awareness that something in his world was changing, let alone the reaction that followed.
At 4 the following morning, he woke me up – I knew what this meant – and sure enough when I let him out – “diarrhea.” We took it easy that entire day – and stayed home. He threw up twice, and continued with his regiment of the “squirts” as I waited for the med’s and his diarrhea diet to kick in. By evening he was feeling a little better, but continued to “pause” when passing by her room.
When I checked in with my DD, she told me SHE wasn’t feeling her best either, and had decided to take a break from unpacking. I thought: “My Elliott has a psychic connection with my alien.”
All of this has happened THIS WEEK! I must remedy this quickly.
I have no bicycle with a basket on top, but I do have a vehicle. Therefore tomorrow I shall load up the car, boys and bags in tow, motor over to her place where we will ALL spend the weekend together! They can play with their new toys (yes she’s got some), eat there out of their new bowls (yup, she’s got those too!) and they can sleep on extra beds that I’m bringing from home. As the pictures get hung, the nick-knacks arranged, and we get her settled, hopefully they’ll get settled too!
Should be one heck of a “Doodle reunion.” I’ll take pics and keep you posted!
Thanks for reading…