I'm taking a bit of a break-still drawing, still taking pictures, but working more this week on doing things than talking about doing them if that makes sense.
Briefly
1. Motorcycle is safely in the garage (Honda Shadow 750CC)
2. The hole in my trailer is being fixed by the storage place (haven't even taken a trip yet....ggrrrrr).
3. Prissy has a class tonight
4. Bitty is being put down tomorrow and I am surprisingly emotional about that.
Ok, maybe we'll talk about number 4 a bit. Bitty is a dog I basically brought here to die, to live out her days. She's had a nice few months but is failing to the point it's cruel to keep her around. I knew what I was getting in to when I brought her home, but I am surprised at how bad losing her makes me feel. She really is a dear old soul.
I have no regrets about the time or money I've spent with and on her. I usually keep the dogs on the other blog, but I would urge anyone who can to consider opening their home up to an older dog.
12 comments:
Blessings to you and Bitty. I'm glad you're a listener of animals and one who lets them go when they ask. I'll keep you both in my thoughts and wish her a gentle transition.
bless you totally debra kay.
bless you is right. I think we always want a miracle for that old dog...
you take care, mim
oh Debra... you are an angel... you comfort both humans and animals...
your soul is as vast as the universe...
namaste!
Bitty was very eager to go-I felt her mother nearby (her human mother who died a few years ago). It really felt more like giving her back than letting her go.
It will be interesting to see if they stick around. Bitty's other mother came around I assume because of Bitty-but her husband has remarried as did the husband of the lady who died in this house. I always got the impression the two spirits became cronies so to speak.
None of them are very rowdy, so they are welcome to hang out if they like.
I've only ever encountered one fiesty spirit-the owner of a building I worked in-but he was always nice around me and I used to work late a lot alone. I suspect the stories people told of him stomping up and down stairs and throwing things may have been people who were staying for other, err affairs, besides business affairs. Guilty conscience or avenging spirit? You decide.
I did feel a presence, but it was just footfalls on the stairs and a cold chill-more like a howdy than anything else.
The Pope is doing all the blessing here but I send my best wishes ;)
I had a Honda Shadow 500, I really liked that bike. Lived in Kingman, AZ and ran route 66 on it.
Sorry, but I'm not spending any money on old pets other than the cost of a 22 shell to help them along.
Any extra money I have goes toward helping humans stay alive. And I don't mean humans that are sick and going to die anyway, but women and children living hard lives and are always hungry.
Oh, you did mention quilt trip, never mind. No point in thinking about the lady that had to eat her first born in order to keep living, go save another snake.
This planet isn't fixed because men are idiots and women aren't fixing it because they are idiots also.
Hugs though.
I'm not advocating beating a path of destruction through the world for your entire life, but I think you (BBC) waaaaay overdo the guilt trip on yourself and others. A little joy won't cause the universe to spin off its axis.
No, the universe won't spin off it's axis, and it won't miss you either because you are nothing but a bit of cosmic dust.
i would love to give an old dog a home, but only when i am not working full time any more, there is definitely a place waiting for you in heaven! hugs and lotsa wfs for you and bitty.
btw you take all the time you need, as we are always here anyway!
BBC, as always you are refreshingly consistent in your need to shock, amaze and decide who lives and who dies. I find it interesting you always play the "starving women and children card," as if manly men don't get sick and weak as well.....
Also, for a self proclaimed lover of mother nature you sure put humans way up there on the food chain.
I agree on one thing-that old dog would have been better off shot than cast aside after her human died. But not everyone can make those decisions, so I did what I could, which is give her a place to stay and help her leave when she was ready to go. With a couple rounds of shots, some boarding fees while I traveled and miscellaneous goodies to brighten her day, I probably spent between 500-1000 on an old dog who is now gone. I can't be certain, but I doubt I'll be on my deathbed reviewing my life and think "damn, I wish I had that money back now...." because I won't need it.
Money is nothing but a way to influence what goes on in the world. It's a good thing we all are interested in different things because that way more gets done.
Maybe one of those kids you save will grow up and blow up the world. Maybe one of my snakes will survive the holocaust by living on one of the dogs I save...LOL. I don't pretend to know or even worry about it beyond what it is I feel like doing right now.
Woooooo, amen sister!!!!!!!!
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