The definition of the word “time” when used as a verb is plan, schedule, or arrange when (something) should happen or be done. Obviously we need to go by time to be at work, meetings, appointments, events and so on. But today I am looking at the words “when things should happen.”
I was looking through some old piles of papers, notes, cards, etc. in my office and came across some of the cards I received when my sister suddenly passed away a few years back. For quite a while I couldn’t look at old pictures of her or see her name come up in a Facebook memory without breaking down and crying. While it still makes me sad, and sometimes I still can’t believe it’s real that she is actually gone, time has begun to heal my heart.
Speaking of my office, it is still a mess. I haven’t done anything in there for a few months or more. But this weekend I decided to try to weed through some more of it. I am taking my time with getting it in order and decorated because I don’t want to rush and just throw things in closets or just anywhere. I want to throw away whatever I can or bring items to Goodwill that I no longer will use. I want it to be somewhat organized so I can utilize things better and have the room and space for plans that I would like to bring to pass for my blog and animal advocacy. Continue reading →
It’s Sunday! Time to kick back, relax, and reminisce. Do you ever think back to when you first met your pet?
There were no special circumstances in my meeting Cino. I saw her on a Humane Society website and decided to drive over there and meet her. She was shy and aloof but after she made eye contact with me for the first time and let out a MEOW, that was it!
This Tuesday’s Tale is about a book called “Will’s Red Coat.” It is a true story about a senior dog that was given up and needed a home desperately. Tom Ryan, the author of “Will’s Red Coat” kept watch on social media what was happening with Will until one day he decided he was going to give him the home he needed.
He knew he was going to get a senior dog, but he never expected what he saw when he arrived to meet Will. He was thin, frail, almost blind, deaf, and scared of everything. Out of that fear he continually tried to bite Tom.
Tom drove quite a ways to get Will and on the ride back as he looked at Will, he questioned whether he was doing the right thing, mainly out of concern for Will. He wondered if it would be better if he was put out of his misery. Continue reading →
Ray looking so comfy on his bed (photo taken by Colin)
Today’s tale is from a fellow blogger, Colin, at A Dog’s Life? (Stories of Me and Him). Colin is the author of “Who Said I Was Up For Adoption?” The following tale is actually an excerpt from his book.
In the latter part of May, and in preparation for taking heart-worm prevention medication, we took Ray back to the vet so that his blood could be tested prior to taking the medications. A few days later we had a message on our answering machine asking that we call the vet to discuss the test results. He had tested positive for heart-worm, and needed further tests to estimate how advanced he was. We were both in shock as the ramifications of this situation started to sink in.
Our beloved Ray, who would appear to have had such a shaky beginning to his life and who was now having a fresh start, was soon going to be in a fight for his life. Our beloved Ray who seemed so happy being a part of our family now had a very questionable future. Our beloved Ray had found his proverbial “forever home” but did he have much of a “forever” to enjoy it?Continue reading →
I found this story and it brought tears to my eyes. Here is a paragraph from it.
“The shelter said police had rescued this rat terrier from an abusive situation in Virginia. Most of his teeth were missing; he had a benign tumor, cataracts, and what was described as “an incompetent heart.” There were also scars on his cheek and jaw, and he couldn’t stop shaking. As my daughter put it, “That dog is a scaredy-cat.” We kept walking. I kept circling back. I mean, Harrison Ford has a scar on his face, and who doesn’t love Harrison Ford?”
When George and I were first married we made a sort of pact..when we adopted a pet it would be one that no one else wanted….an older dog or cat…maybe one with an illness. No baby animals for us. After all, everyone else seemed to want a cute little puppy or kitten. Those little guys had a chance at a home……..the older ones didn’t.
We both loved animals….we both had grown up with the same values, education…..music.
This song sums up how we felt, and still feel.
We only ever made one exception to our “older pet” rule. George was working a Nursing Home and someone had thrown a huge bag out of their truck as they rushed past the home in the middle of a night. George was outside taking a break and saw a bag being thrown………after the truck was gone he heard a sort of whimper and went to investigate.
Your Child Is Not Acting the Way You Would Like Them To. Would You Consider Driving Them Far Off Into the Woods and Leaving Them There?
*I ask you to please watch all of the videos to get a full understanding of the message I am trying to convey in this post. The longest one is the first one which is a little over 4 minutes, but worth the watch. The other two are less than two minutes long. So here we go…
You got married, had a baby, and oh what hopes and dreams you have for them. You enjoyed those precious years when they were young and still listened to you. Then, it happens…they become a teenager or a young adult. They no longer listen to you. Maybe they are hanging around the wrong crowd, or have an addiction, or got someone pregnant, or committed a crime. Maybe all you do is fight with them. They cause you so much frustration, money, time. So here you are, decision time. Do you stick with it and try to help them through this the best you can? They are, of course, a member of your family.
I was on the internet searching for pitbull puppies when I came across an ad about some for sale in Iowa MN. I called to see if they were still available and they were. So, one weekend we drove down to Iowa to go look at them and once we got there I fell in love with all 4 puppies that they had.
My boyfriend picked out the puppy that he wanted and I got to choose the puppy that I wanted, so in the end we came home with 2 puppies! One we named Duke and one we named Tank.
We had both of them for a couple of months and then…
Click here to go to November’s Tuesday Tale page to read full post. Be sure to scroll down to today’s date.
A lot of you have your own blog about your pet, so I understand you are already telling the story of your pet. But by sharing it with me, you may gain some new exposure and, quite frankly, you would really be helping me out. A lot of bloggers view posts, but do not necessarily participate, perhaps because your own blog is keeping you busy. Or maybe you’re thinking somebody else will participate so you are not needed. You are needed!! I love hearing about your stories too! It’s important for bloggers to connect and animal lovers!
I am not asking for a lot of your time, you don’t have to share much. You could share just one paragraph that sums up the story of your pet. But if you prefer, it can be longer than a paragraph. Share as much or as little as you would like. It would be great to have a picture of them to go along with the paragraph too.
What I will do is include the paragraph and photo you send me in one of my Tuesday Tales along with others. I will include a link back to your blog as well.