If it could, we’d never lose any one or any thing. We’d never have to deal with losses, or worry if one may be near by. I really wish it were that simple.
Last night we lost one of the best pets we will ever be blessed with having, Penny. A childhood friend, man’s best friend, warm little bed buddy, road trip companion, you name it, she was it for 15 years. 15 years.
It was apparent yesterday that she would most likely not make it through the night. So knowing it was one of her greatest joys in her little life, we made sure to let her go “bye-bye” one last time yesterday evening.
It’s impossible to measure love, but even if it were, I think it’d be impossible to imagine the amount of love that little dog has received from our family throughout her life.
Little Spanky is now a totally different looking dog. We decided to take and get him groomed because he had gotten so many mats in his hair from biting his itches. The lady that did his grooming said he was a sweetheart and was so easy to work with. When we went to pick him up, I didn’t even recognize the little guy, but he seems to be very much enjoying it and being able to see without his hair in front of his eyes. Such a difference from that little ball of curly fur that he once was! I’m not sure if we are going to just keep him trimmed short from now on, or try to keep it up with regular brushing and baths.
I can’t remember where I found this at, but I found it funny 
Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.
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To be posted VERY LOW on the refrigerator door – nose height.
Dear Dogs and Cats,
The dishes with the paw print are yours and contain your food. The other dishes are mine and contain my food. Please note, placing a paw print in the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim for it becoming your food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.
The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack. Beating me to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn’t help because I fall faster than you can run.
I’m one of those people that love having animals around. I like them because I enjoy their company and they can make you feel better when you don’t feel so good.
We have 2 dogs and 2 cats right now. Our oldest dog, the chihuahua, we’ve had for nearly 12 years. So
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Let me tell you this: if you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it’s not because they enjoy solitude. It’s because they tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them.
— , My Sister’s Keeper
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