This is where I post my greeting cards, my animal companions, random pictures I take around the coastal area... who knows! Stop in, see what the post of the day holds for you. Blessings! chaotic
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sad, but poignant... thanks Cat Adair
I died today. You got tired of me and took me to the shelter. They were overcrowded and I drew an unlucky number. I am in a black plastic bag in a landfill now. Some other puppy will get the barely used leash you left. My collar was dirty and too small, but the lady took it off before she sent me to the Rainbow Bridge . Would I still be at home if I hadn’t chewed your shoe? I didn’t know what it was, but it was leather, and it was on the floor. I was just playing. You forgot to get puppy toys. Would I still be at home if I had been housebroken? Rubbing my nose in what I did only made me ashamed that I had to go at all. There are books and obedience teachers that would have taught you how to teach me to go to the door. Would I still be at home if I hadn’t brought fleas into the house? Without anti-flea medicine, I couldn’t get them off of me after you left me in the yard for days. Would I still be at home if I hadn’t barked? I was only saying, “I’m scared, I’m lonely, I’m here, I’m here! I want to be your best friend.” Would I still be at home if I had made you happy? Hitting me didn’t make me learn how. Would I still be at home if you had taken the time to care for me and to teach manners to me? You didn’t pay attention to me after the first week or so, but I spent all my time waiting for you to love me. I died today. Love, Your Puppy
It is with great sadness that we announce Bud Mastiff Johnson has crossed the Rainbow Bridge. Bud died peacefully Wednesday, April 25th in the arms of his grandma, Kristi Johnson, and under the care of Dr. Hunt and his assistant, Pam, from Veterinary Mobile Medical Services. Bud was cremated by *A Pet*s Memory* in Gulfport MS and his ashes were laid to rest in his family home. All loved ones who wish to say goodbye to Bud are invited to do so at their convenience.
Bud was adopted by his daddy, Jayce Johnson, in the summer of 2006 and quickly became a dog legends are made of. Bud arrived in our home as a tiny little ball of fluff. He came with the ability to destroy any crate, gate, door handle, cabinet or trim molding he encountered. Adding to that was his ability to duck out any open door and make a break for fun. He did not, however, stay small for long. :-) Bud quickly began building loving relationships with all those who came in contact with him, whether it be a new friend i…
...my weeks must be about 21-22 days long because my GOAL is to post weekly but my REALITY is every 3 weeks. ARGH. As a rationalization, however, I will point out that is is the BUSIEST time of the year and we are still under-staffed. I have been making cards and gifts and things for the holidays as well, and it is NEVER a good idea to type on a brand new laptop when you are playing with acrylic paints. NEVER!! Add to all of that an unexpected death in the family (11/18) and the resulting funeral (back home) you can see where my time has gone. On the win side of the equation I have written and addressed all my holiday greetings and gifts. They will go postal Saturday (my next day off). I did NOT do my November 1st accountability for the month of October... allow me to combine those 2 months into one since I work tomorrow (the last day of November) ::
Make a booklet or journal? Actually, I DID! It's a gift :-)
ATC Challenge... on hold for the Holidays!!
Mission Inspiration jou…
and with is the yard got mowed...AGAIN!! It really is a lovely yard. I am on track for the #52in2018 challenge, in spite of work. I am on task for my Mission Inspiration Challenges. The monthly work schedule was posted. Suzi has seen multiple rides this week due to awesome weather. Even rode with a friend (or 2). Tonight is birthday night for my monthly Art Gals so packing up my project now and then heading out.
All in all a great month so far.
The only down side to this month has been the appointment I made for Bud Mastiff's final vet visit next month. The time has come. I am taking him home to see his Daddy & GreatGranddad and see if anything is left on his bucket list. As my Dad so nicely put it:
Ol’ Man Bud’s finally gonna cross the Rainbow Bridge and go live in the Land of Kibbles & Bits...
Ecclesiastes 3 (1) “To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.”
(2) “A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to…