Bad Start...

Have had an amazingly bad start already this morning - I can only hope it gets better as time goes on...

First, the puppy had another accident. This, after having several of them last night - and I didn't even feed him before this morning. My whole house smells of dog mess -and I am not happy about that.

THEN, when putting the puppy outside - my cat Crookshanks decided to jump out as well. He still won't come back in - even when I tempt him with food. One thing about me; I won't chase an animal that obviously wants to play "chase". Hopefully the cat will want to come back in before I head over to the corrals today - because I'll be gone for awhile.

Anyway, so this is how my day has started.

I hate being pissed off first thing in the morning.


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Just Goin' With the Flow...

Things are happening - for the good right now, and I'm glad about it... it usually comes in waves, a little bad, a little good... haven't figured out how even it is, but right now it's ALL good.

Got pics of my puppy!! Here's a cute shot:


He's so adorable - I just love him... and just recently he learned to jump onto the bed - so at night it's me in the middle, with Crookshanks in front of me, and Shadow curled up against my back (I sleep on my side)... very cozy with the three of us, lol.

FINALLY was approved for utility assistance - this will help with my electric bill every month... this is very good news as my check was cut again (as I said before), and I need all the help I can get because of it...

Phone has been re-activated, and satellite (hopefully) next month... yes, good times right now. VERY good times. :-)

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Death – and the Living Left Behind

I’m not sure exactly how old I was the last time I saw her – but I was very young.  But I remember her as if I saw her only yesterday.  I remember going to her house, in a wooded area – full of kids and dogs and cats.  So many kids – running around, yelling, playing – just having fun.  Not a care in the world.  We’d sit up on the fence…  try to get the puppies that were under the house…  watch the older boys play and steal apples…  sit on the porch swing…  listen to the big people talk.  I don’t remember where we all slept, or even if I slept there – but I remember my Aunt Patty.  How calm she seemed, even in that crazy kid-filled house.  I believe she had 14 kids, but I could be wrong – they never stood still long enough for me to count them, lol…  I do know there were a lot of them.  For some odd reason I don’t remember my Aunt’s husband…  that’s odd…  anyway, I will think of her often, as I always have.  My Aunt Patty passed away this evening -  pneumonia (complications from cancer, that she had on the run) – surrounded by the family that live close to her.  In St. Joe, MO.  She was my father’s youngest sister, and he’s devastated tonight.  I wish I could call him and talk to him – tell him I love him.  That I think about him all the time.  But since my phone has been deactivated, I can’t.  So I sent him a message and hope that he pulls through this.

 

 

You know, they say that death is just another adventure – and I’m sure that’s exactly what it is…  so the dead go on, and leave behind the ones that love them – in sorrow, and grief.  I am glad she isn’t suffering anymore – but I am sad for my father.

 

 

Rest in Peace Aunt Patty

 

 

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