February 13- Rile and/or Agitate
Yesterday I had the unpleasant experience of having to call the Animal Services Unit to my home because a poor emaciated hound dog was in my front yard. He had labored breathing and tremors, I believed he was dying.
Today on my home from quilting I decided to stop at the Animal Shelter to see how he was doing. I fully expected for them to tell me he had died through the night. To my surprise, the woman at the shelter told me he had actually stood on his own and ate some food today. She went on to tell me he was by no means out of the woods, but he had improved from when they brought him into the shelter.
As we stood talking about his deplorable condition, I was becoming more agitated as the time went on. Although I was feeling a bit embarrassed by this reaction, I soon realized that not only was the woman who was speaking to me agitated over the situation, but the young officer who was sitting by his desk was also exhibiting signs of agitation.
It was at this time I began to wonder if I used good judgement by stopping in to check on that poor dog. I felt responsible for upsetting these wonderful people who are so caring toward the abandoned animals. I voiced this to the young woman speaking with me. She responded that they don’t need anyone to instigate their feelings of annoyance about the terrible way some people treat animals, they see so much of it daily.
I was so saddened by the fact that so many animals are treated this way. I expressed my gratitude for their wonderful work and asked if I could stop again to check on the hound. She told me I could stop anytime to check on him. Even though I find this upsetting, I will definitely check on him again. I know that his rally today might just be the calm before the storm, but if not, I doubt he will be adopted due to his age. I hope that I am wrong because every old dog deserves to die in a warm loving home being spoiled.
June 13, 2017: Mollycoddle and/or Pamper
My kids are always asking me what I want for my birthday, Christmas or Mother’s Day. I give it some thought and then tell them that I have everything I need. They get frustrated with me and I usually end up with gift cards for my kindle. I love getting those gift cards as I read all the time and they let me get a book when it first comes out as opposed to waiting until it is available from the library.
This past Mother’s Day, I was away with my two daughters and my granddaughter at a dance competition. And I enjoyed it so much. But I have decided that when I get asked again for my birthday this September, I am going to ask for a spa day. I have never been to a spa or had a massage or facial. I think that I should add being pampered to my list of things I have experienced at least once.
I have never been mollycoddled by my parents, myself or my husband. I always knew what was expected of me and got it all done. I never minded it either. I have always been a take charge person. So this desire to be pampered is new to me and I know that I will enjoy it.
Two Word Tuesday: June 6, 2017, Amity and/or Friendship
Last summer Annie visited the beach side community of Seaside. She was anxious to get unpacked and hit the beach. Annie, who had grown up not too far from this sleepy little beach town had rarely spent any time on the beach. She hated to be in a bathing suit. Hated to show off her pale blotched skin. Kids were cruel as we all can remember from our childhood.
Annie had a skin condition which made her skin look as if it was stitched together like a crazy quilt made out of different shades of tan. It was bad enough she had to have her face and forearms exposed in the warm weather at school, she certainly wasn’t about to expose herself to the cruelty she would experience in a bathing suit. Because of Annie’s skin, she had few friendships. She was always reluctant to put herself out there.
This was a new day. Annie had finally found a doctor who had been able to treat her skin with exceptional results. She was experiencing things in life she had always shunned. No longer feeling inferior she was making friends and even dating a little bit. The one thing she wanted to do was return here to Seaside and put on a bathing suit and soak up the sun. This was something she had always wanted to do with the kids she had gone to school with. It was her victory over her past. So, dressed in a pretty pink two piece bathing suit, she grabbed her book, sunglasses, chair and left the hotel headed for the beach.
On the beach she found the perfect spot. Not hidden away, but right in the middle of all of the activity. She plopped her chair down and walked into the water. She felt the appreciative eyes of those around her watching. She smiled to herself feeling that finally she would have amity.