Sunday Fun Day
I went back to my den, my head still spinning in circles. I’m mad as hell at myself for using the laced marijuana. I am terrified of who, I’m becoming. But still I so damn depressed, I don’t know how I will survive the loss of Sophia. I lost Oliver first day of the season last year, now Sophia my precious mother the 1st day of the season this year. Who else will I lose. I lost myself turning to the laced marijuana. I had sworn that I would never to use it. Why did I bring it home with me. But still, I don’t want to dispose of it. I may dispose it later but not yet.
As I set there in self-pity, I light up a large cigar of the unlaced marijuana. It has helped before, but never has the pain cut this deep before. I realized I havn’t been eating since the loss of Sopia, a bear must eat. I fixed a back strap, some greens and bacon, and some sourdough bread. Oh, the smell of the sourdough bread; reminded me of Sophia, as tears ran down my cheeks. I forced myself to eat a good supper, but only now did I realize, not only I am in mental pain, but the dogs had shredded my precious black coat. I will get a huge infection; I have no herbs to treat myself. I must go and let Luna, nurse me back to health again. I feel weak but I can make it to her den. I took a deer bag of marijuana with me and a possum bag of the laced marijuana. I don’t know why but I did.
I leave after dark to go over to Luna’s. I am so weak from loss of blood; I may be having an infection. I stumbled into their den. Luna said OMG I didn’t realize you were injured that bad. I was so mad at you being so mean. I should have realized you not immortal, and saw your injuries. I have some oregano, garlic, and echinacea should help the infection. Also, we need to get you back on twice a day spinach meals. First you need to go and shower, and I’ll have some yarrow to stop any bleeding. I said I need to smoke a couple of cigars prior to shower, to help with pain.
After smoking I went in and showered, RED rained down the drain, I was bleeding much worse than I even realized. As I cut the shower off, I must have passed out. I remember waking up some 12 hours later. I was covered in bandages. Sophia said she heard a loud thud, while I was showering and found me on the showers floor. Maverick and I put you on my bed. I took the Yarrow and placed on all the wounds first, I had to stop the bleeding. Then I bandaged you with a combination of yarrow, oregano, garlic, goldenseal and echinacea. You smell good enough to eat now. Maybe so but I need a cigar to smoke. She went to get it and said which one the deer bag or possum bag. OH, no I forgot I had the laced marijuana. I said the deer bag. She comes in and says, is this the laced shit you used the other day. I said yes. She takes it outside and builds a fire and burns it.
For the next several days we all stay in the den, I’m still depressed over losing Sophia, but the marijuana helps, both the mental and physical pain. On Wednesday night Lucy and James, and all the cubs came checking on me. They stopped by my den; I wasn’t there so they came to Luna’s den. I had to tell Lucy about the loss of our mom, she was devastated. She chained smoked several cigars. But the best help was, Bud and the rest of the cubs, they helped myself and Lucy to laugh again. Also, Luna great nursing skills helped, she is an awesome friend and nurse. We decided that we wasn’t going out of the den until Sunday, as though there is no hunting on Sunday. I’m horrible at staying put, and not wanting to venture. But I know I must heal. Having all the cubs around me is helping, but I still smoking a lot of the marijuana for both mental as well as physical pain. A bear could get used to this pampering.
It’s now Sunday and we have planned a trip to the pond. I have found with the passing of farmer Brown, and we not being worried of being shot. The pond is so relaxing. My favorite part of the pond is Bud, setting there tirelessly waiting on the world record trout, to bite again. We take a few baskets of food, and our poles for everyone. We stopped by Angel’s and Samuel’s and told them we headed to the pond. They had just been laying low in their den, with plenty of food they had no idea I had been mauled by the dogs, or the loss of Sophia.
Bud goes to his favorite corner of the pond with his 20-inch minnow. The fishing was fast with lots of big fish. Myself and Samuel are setting together, I asked him if he ever misses using the laced marijuana. He said no, but prior to getting together with Angel, yes, I missed it, but my heart told me it was wrong, so I refrained from using it. I thought about it all the time, but I never used it again. It was so hard not to. Then with Angel in my life now, absolutely I never think about it anymore. He asked why I have all the questions; I told him not only had I used the purple smoke marijuana, but after losing Sophia, I used it because I was hurting so badly, I wanted to do harm to the forest and hunters also. Then I saved Maverick, while I using and I killed all the dogs. But after being mauled by the hounds, I didn’t even feel the pain, while the mauling was taking place. I haven’t used it since then, but I can’t get it off my mind. He asked If I still had any, I said Luna burned the possum bag. I didn’t tell him I had more back in my den.
The kids are now ready to go to other side of pond to play, and Bud has left me in charge of his pole. Samuel catches 2 more trout and I have had no bites. Angel, Luna, and Lucy are now getting the picnic baskets out to eat. Buds pole doubles over as I grab it. I think I have the world record rainbow trout on Buds pole. The trout is jumping out of the water and doing all its acrobatics. It reminds me of the one I caught, the old-fashioned bear way, which is still the record for the native trout. It was a 35-minute fight until I had it on the ponds bank. I had not thought once of any of my issues, while fighting this beast. I wished tomorrow was another Sunday, but its Monday another day for the hounds be out to be hunting us down. We decided we have at least a week’s worth of food in both Luna’s and Angel’s den, so Lucy and her family will hang out with Angel and myself and the cubs would stay with Luna. We will stay deep in the den and hopefully be safe for the next week.
We dropped Lucy and her family off at Angel’s and then continued to Luna’s den. This day at the pond was what I’ve been needing. But how long will this inner peace that I am feeling, last?
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