I got my wonderful girls, Blue and Blondie, as older dogs with health problems. Since they moved to my home in 2006, the aging process has added difficulties with their back legs to the mix. No problem, I thought, as I cheerfully plunked down more money than I’m willing to admit on stairs they could use to climb into bed or into the car. They didn’t like the stairs and reacted towards approaching them as they would if I were leading them to the guillotine. So when a friend offered her stairs which her dog wouldn’t use but which were
The joy of geriatric dogs
Geriatric dogs are quite a challenge… especially when they give you that big brown eyed sad gaze because they can’t get in the car on their own and getting in a car and going for a drive is like their third favorite thing in the whole world next to real meat in their dinner dish and walks. I may die broke but when I cross that Rainbow Bridge I will find myself rich with loving, furry and feathered friends. What more could I want?
As we remember today…
… a date in which hate and intolerance created unspeakable horror and devastation, let’s hope it rains all over that asshole in Florida who plans to burn Korans, thus perpetuating the intolerance and hate that is at the root of so much of this world’s grief… and if god also wanted to send a lightning bolt to hit this idiot in the head… oh wait, that could be considered intolerance, couldn’t it? Yet if god does it, won’t it be considered just? Isn’t that how so many extremists try to get away with acts of hate? Blame it on god.
Of all the things in life I’m sure of….
… this rises above all else. Glen Beck is a shyster, a snake oil salesman who is selling this country down the river for a buck and using god’s name for his own sleazy gain.
What happens when you don’t vote
What is wrong with us? Our soldiers fight a war half a world away so that people in a country most of us have never even visited can have the privilege of voting for their leaders. But here in the good old US of A, it seems as though we could care less about the right to vote that so many patriots once died to ensure.
While talking heads and pundits ponder the meaning of our latest primary results and discuss the confluence of certain issues and the way one candidate ran a campaign versus another, the truth of the
I’m sure she appreciates the apology
A British newspaper incorrectly identified the picture of an Islamic woman they printed as the woman in Iran who has been sentenced to be stoned to death. Apparently she was flogged to the tune of 99 lashes because of the paper’s incorrect ID of the picture as her. The paper has subsequently apologized. I’m sure that makes her feel much better.
This may sound silly but…
On Friday I signed papers and sent them on to my brother and sister that will essentially end over 60 years of my family owning a property we refer to as 6 North. My family moved there when I was six months old and we have had it ever since. And I know it sounds silly and sentimental – which usually means my sister will make fun of me for even feeling this way – but it felt odd when I signed the final copy and put it in an express mail envelope for the other signatures to be added.
Labor Day
A day we celebrate by not laboring. I have relatives in my family who find that very wrong. But then, they find any day in which they don’t work as wrong. Holidays and weekends just confuse the hell out of them. And it all started with my mother’s side of the family…. you all know who you are!
When will I learn?
I cannot wash the smock I wear to Bird TLC every Tuesday in the same laundry load as the sheet I use to cover my couch to protect it from dog hair. Otherwise I spend half a day picking dog hair off the smock. Excuse me now, I have some picking to do.
Moles and such
Growing up Italian – and being Italian myself – I’m used to moles appearing at various parts of my body and the faces, arms, necks and other visible body parts of my relatives. So when both my dogs starting developing what seemed like moles, I figured it was no big problem. I can love them moles and all. This euphoric feeling lasted until I noticed that the mole on Blondie’s face seemed to be taking on a life of its own. Ditto when I finally took a close look at what was happening on Blue’s face. So next week we