I was at my mom's yesterday as in every Sunday for the past 10 years+ and I played with her beautiful cat Jingles. He's completely blind, a stray and they have had him for the past 5 years or so. This morning I get the following message ~
Hi Donna, We lost Jingles awhile ago. He was on the counter top and just fell off. He couldn't stand up. He lived for a little while before he died. He probably had a heart attack or stroke. That's strange because today he act like he felt good and I even remarked it was unusual that he come in the living room a few times. At least he had a home and plenty food to eat for about 5 years with us and for that I am glad. Love you, Mom.
What is it with pets this past week? 2 people from work besides myself and my mom have lost them. And they are our family. I'm single (accept for my boyfriend being here) and I know Scoobie was so much a part of my life.. He was my walking buddy, my door greeter and so much more. As in life the seasons come and go, so do our beloved pets.
My daughter works at a Best Western Hotel in our local area. This is a conversation she had with a guest this morning:
Wow... just had a 'guest' tell me I'm beautiful but "you'd be so much prettier if you lost weight" and I'm like "I'm beautiful just as i am"
Doesn't she have the right attitude? Aren't we all beautiful the way we are? So why do we keep beating ourselves up? We sometimes rely too much on what others think about us and most likely they aren't even thinking about us that much it's how we perceive ourselves internally that we rely on.
I wanted to say a special thank you to everyone who commented about my loss on Thursday of my beloved Scoobie. There will never be another dog that will take his place.. he was so very special to me and I miss him being here with me so very much.
Love and hugs to all for your concern, prayers and well wishes.
Yesterday was a very hard day for me. I came home from work. Evidently my dog Scoobie had a seizure. He didn't come out of this one. I took him to the vet and unfortunately he didn't make it. He was a good dog.. three-legged and all that suffered from seizures and constant arthritis pain. I know he's better off where he is and for that I have comfort. RIP..Scoobie. 11 years old.
Today I am putting in a twelve hour shift. It's gonna be tough but the last four hours I only have to answer the phones and help out in that aspect nothing else so it should be all good and it's four hours extra of overtime.
Another week has almost come and gone. Have you accomplished all of your goals? I know I have not...and I'm willing to admit it but that doesn't mean I have to admit defeat. No-sir-ree. I'm not ever going to do that. You know why? Because I'm bigger than a number, because I'm more than the food I put in my body and the exercise I do. I have a heart. I'm kind. I'm gentle and I have feelings that go beyond just a healthy lifestyle.
Remember even in those valleys you have to treat your self with respect and dignity. Below is a sample of what I enjoy doing. Writing songs. This is an original that I wrote and sung. The song title is "Give Us One More Try"