Weekly Photo Challenge: On Top

Sneaking Back Meow

Here is Miss Opal looking down from the loft. She is a sweetheart of a kitty, but she does not like the dogs. Happy to stay upstairs and on top, she looks down and gives Juni the stink eye.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Abandoned

Opal Kitty

I don’t like the word abandon. It conjures up too many things that feel very painful to me. This week especially has been wrought with worry. Last Sunday morning, on the way to a meeting, I came upon a young lady who was on the side of the road with a doggie (shown below) who looked in distress so I stopped. I asked if she was ok, and she said she saw the doggie and was waiting for Animal Control to come pick it up. Was the dog hurt? She didn’t know. He came to me but was limping a little. I let him sniff me and picked him up, telling him not to bite me. I held him, petting him softly, knowing that if the dog went into the system, it might not be good. The animal control got there and asked if it was our dog. I didn’t want to lie, so I said no. I told her the truth, that I was afraid he’d be put down if I let her have him. She said he needed to be seen by a vet. Either one of us or her. Since it was Sunday, not an easy day to find a vet. I worried that if it was MY dog, I wouldn’t want someone to just take him home; I’d want a chance to find my beloved lost little doggie. He had on a flea collar and had been neutered. I worried that he might fight with all the other animals at home, or not like kids. Sadly, I let him go to the shelter. He is still there. I have called every day, sometimes many times. He is currently awaiting dental surgery. He passed the vet inspection and the behavioral inspection. A few people have come in to see if he was theirs. No. On one hand, I regret letting him go. (The other woman said she couldn’t take him). On the other hand, I can’t save everyone. (I could easily turn into the animal and stuff hoarding lady with one wrong synapse surge…) I have 2 dogs (we lost our oldest on Dec 26th), 3 cats, (the newest is Opal who was dumped in the neighborhood), 3 rats, and a myriad of other things like fish and hermit crabs. Oh, and I have 2 kids. They are the only ones I brought into this world intentionally. The rest have been rescued. None through a shelter. I doubt they’d let me adopt. All my pets have issues. Issues that I can handle but they sure don’t look good on paper. I am praying a good loving person can come rescue “Yorkie 58180”. He is breaking my heart, as are all the thousands of dogs and cats I weep over looking at their sad faces everyday on Facebook. If only abandoning wasn’t such an easy thing for some people to do. Get your pets spayed or neutered. It does save lives.

abandoned and scared

abandoned and scared

Weekly Photo Challenge: Beginning

Our family has a new beginning, Opal. We just lost our dearest companion of 16 years, Ruby, on December 26th, 2013. 2012 at Thanksgiving we lost our beloved Perl. I truly believe Opal was sent to us by Ruby and Perl. She looks so much like Perl it is weird, like I am seeing things. Her eyes are different and she hisses at the dogs, but she is a love bug and so very sweet to us humans. I miss both Perl and Ruby very much. They will never be able to be replaced. I still look for Ruby during feeding and bedtime then I get that sinking feeling…”Oh, yeah”. I hope she is having a great new beginning wherever she is. 16 years is a long time. I believe Perl was 16 or 17, but she was only with us for several years, as her owner had to go to a nursing home. Ruby followed me everywhere. She’d even wake from a sound sleep to make sure I was still where she left me. It will be fun to learn the nuances of our new Opal. She was meant to be, literally brought to our home the day before yesterday, a week to the day after Ruby’s death.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Companionable

I am glad I am showing off my favorite companions today. I needed that! It’s a mishmash  but I love them all, especially the human ones!


Perl is the best pet I have ever had the pleasure to have loved!

Compassionate Thinking will save our Planet

I have enjoyed learning more about compassionate thinking and want to share this very beautiful and cool learning experience (that is free! woo!)! It is a seven week course on Monday evenings, one hour each. Tonight was week two, but it’s easy to catch up!

You can sign up for next week, view last week, and learn more about it here: http://live.soundstrue.com/compassionatebrain/event.php

And for some compassionate viewing pleasure, two photos of my sweet little girl Perl:


Here is a photo of Bert. He is a cat that was semi-feral, living on a friend’s farm after someone dumped him there. It took weeks for her to pet him, coaxing with treats. After finally catching him, she took him to the vet and had him snipped and vaccinated. She asked if I wanted to bring him home, and so he became part of the family. His full name is Alberto, but we call him Bert for short. He is rather like a booby trap. I can pick him and he likes being petted, but he doesn’t really get the claw concept, so you have to be ready for a “love snag”. He and his “brother” Sampson are like spy vs spy. I would have thought they would like each other after a few years as brothers. I guess I am glad they tolerate each other. They are outside most of the time or in the garage. The final straw of letting them have inside access was the pee in the toaster. As though pee on the wine glasses wasn’t enough. The neighbors say they enjoy their visits and chipmunk control. Perl (who loves boxes) is full-time indoors and is diabetic and needs shots. Below are Sampson (who is annoyed at Bert on the rail), and then Perl. I do love them all.