Feeding Jah

Not sure why I haven't been writing. It hasn't been calling and I have been occupied enough I suppose with work and family. Today I fed Jah an egg for breakfast. I cracked the third egg and dropped it into the sizzling pan while the boys ate theirs. Then, I dropped it into Jah's dish and waited for it to cool before leading him by voice command and tapping on the bowl to his food. Every guidance has to be done now with the knowledge that he can't see. I bump into him constantly when he is in the house and the boys will stop in front of him while we are on a walk and he will just run them over. Ahhh! They cry. Remember that he can't see you you I scold. I am thinking about starting my own blog to combat the ramblings of a nuclear developer that has now aimed squarely at me, my work and my integrity. It is strange to find oneself described publicly in such an unflattering way. Despite the comforting of friends and colleagues that these attacks indicate I am doing my job it is difficult for me to accept that instead of the possibility that I really am as they describe. I know I am not though. Even while I worry about how my core ways of doing my work are perceived in ways that I did not expect nor desire to propagate. He is sleeping under the table now. I know he wants to go on a walk but the ordeal of leading him on a walk, up the curbs, across the street, away from edges is too much in this blustery weather.