Yesterday I went to lunch with my BFF, Joanne. We were discussing Artomatic which had appeared in an article in the Washington Post.
"Do you realize," said Joanne, "that you would not be on the cutting edge of knowing about this if you didn't have Ray?"
Joanne was talking about the fact that I had told her about Artomatic a couple of weeks previously, even before it had opened. I had gone with Ray's girlfriend Halle's grandma, Deborah, to help her hang her artwork to display at Artomatic (if you click on the link, her paintings appear in the photos after those of the mosaic skull and the pink bottles - you'll know them when you see them). And it got me to thinking. How many people have I met, that I NEVER would have met, without Ray.
The first person would have to be Ray's foster mother, Amber, in South Carolina. Although I didn't physically meet her first, I think I talked to her first. We became friends over the phone when I adopted Ray, brought him home, and was so totally in over my head. We have since met when I went to SC to visit my folks.
|Sam, Halle's mom, with Ray and Halle|
And what about all those women and men at the dogpark? Legions. One of them an artist who painted Ray's portrait (and is also going to be displaying at Artomatic).
And how 'bout the people that I've met walking around the lake? I've probably walked 50 miles with one woman and I don't even know her first name. Her dog's name is Rex.
I've corresponded with Tina, mother to blind Liam and a passel of other dogs, who is going to retire and raise Alpacas. She sent me an email because she knows that I knit and that Ray is a yarn hound. I've never met her but I think I'd like to someday.
Ditto for Alice, who blogs about Tonka, a blind Great Pyrenees. Wouldn't know her to pass her on the street, but I know she's a good person that takes such great care of her dog that I feel like a total slouch letting my blind dog walk off a cliff.
And, of course there's Niki and Jez from over the pond, parents of blind Conor the Greyhound. I now have friends in England, for God's sake. All because of Ray.
So, Ray, thanks for making my life SO much more interesting and fun. And for getting me lots and lots of exercise. And for helping me make new friends every day.