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brightNow Playing: Day 2910-Chapter 3... Happiness~My Silver Lining
With this blog now reaching over 1.6 million readers. I found this poem to be the perfect time to remind those who will be welcoming new fur angels into their homes this holiday season the importance of caring for another life.
Knowing that many families will be purchasing or adopting this holiday season. As a gift for a child or children. This poem serves as a reminder that all of God's creatures, both big and small, are not just mere pets. They become part of your family. Not temporary... permanently.
Animals, fur angels, are living, breathing lives and should not be purchased as a mere gift unless you plan on making them a permanent part of your family.
Far too many shelters and rescue organizations all around the world see far too many families lacking the responsibility, time, attention and love that goes into caring for a new fur baby. Animals become every bit a part of your family. If you do not have the time, love and attention that goes into being a responsible human parent. Then please do not purchase or adopt animals as a Christmas gift.
So many fur angels are welcomed during this holiday season into millions of homes on a temporary basis. Then find themselves placed into thousands of kennels, shelters and rescue organizations.
If this poem touches at least one human being and saves at least one fur angel. Then this poem has served it's purpose. Please share this poem during the holiday season. And remember... fur angels are not temporary. Fur angels are a permanent member of your family.
As we celebrate our Christmas and upcoming new year with all of our rescued fur angels. I pray that you too are as blessed as we are with such unconditional love that comes from all of God's creatures, both big and small.
'Twas the Night Before Christmas...Rescued Fur Angels
Twas the night before Christmas,
And all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
With nary a thought of the dog in their heads.
And mamma in her kerchief and I in my cap,
Knew he was cold, but who cared about that?
When out on the lawn there rose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
The dog must be loose; he’s into the trash!
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow,
Gave the luster of mid-day to objects below.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But Santa Claus with eyes full of tears.
He unchained the dog, once so lively and quick,
Last year’s Christmas gift, now thin and sick.
More rapid than eagles, he called the dogs name,
And the dog went right to him, despite all his pain.
Now DASHER, Now DANCER, Now, PRANCER and VIXEN!
On COMET, on CUPID, on DONNER and BLITZEN!
To the top of the porch! To the top of the wall!!
Let’s find him a home where he’ll be loved by all!!
I knew in an instant there were no gifts this year.
For Santa had made our mistake very clear.
The gift of a dog is not just for the season,
We had gotten a pup for all the wrong reasons.
In our haste to think of a gift for the kids,
There was something important that we had missed.
A dog should be family, and cared for the same.
You don’t give a gift, then put it on a chain.
And I heard him exclaim as he flew out of sight,
“YOU WERE GIVEN A GIFT!! YOU WERE GIVEN A LIFE.”
special
At 4:30am... the electric came back on and so ended a few hours of pure peace that filled our entire home. It wasn't but a mere few minutes after making my rounds around the house to reset clocks that operate on electricity before that uneasy feeling began to once again surround me. This time, I wasn't going to just stand there without my camera in hand. As I continued walking around the house, there was a feeling of being drawn into the Christmas tree room. Once I opened the door an overwhelming draft greeted me and so did someone on the camera who appeared to be decorating our largest Christmas tree. Where else? Right in front of the brown box filled with old family photos and other fond memories. 
It's going to be a far different kind of Christmas this year for our little family. But no complaints, because so far this has been one of the most peaceful, joyful and fun-filled festive Christmas seasons yet! After our quite magical visit to place the remaining cute snowman figurines with loved ones. Christmas to me... has already been celebrated. I am content with once-in-a-lifetime moments that we have gotten to experience during this holiday season. 
It appears that a low tractor blade caused damage to the corners of not just my grandfathers memorial marker. But also to a dear couple next to my grandfather. After making a few calls, both will be repaired or replaced by the cemetery. I assume that maybe they figured since their passing was in the 1980's. And that no memorial or holiday trinkets were placed on the name markers. No one would notice. But we did. I think this goes to show that if you see something like this on any respected memorial marker. Make sure to call the cemetery office. They have insurance for a reason. I wouldn't have it any other way nor could I have left without reporting the damage as we placed a few remaining snowman figurine with my grandparents. 
I remember years ago feeding huge catfish, possibly even some goldfish under this really pretty bridge that connects two sides of the cemetery. Ironically, I didn't forget the bread today and although we didn't see any fish. We did end up feeding a few feathered friends. It was nice to reminisce while spending time visiting loved ones on a most picture perfect, beautiful start of the winter season. I sure do miss how we all used to celebrate the holidays. But I know that their spirits still remain with me to this very day. 
surprised
I recall a neighbor of ours telling me about one morning when they were drinking coffee and looking out their large living room window facing the wooded hillside to see over 25 deer. Seems they were waiting for me to come out and do my early morning feeding ritual. Funny enough... I never really look around when outside with my many different bright, comfy long robes on and mismatched slippers. Hahahaha! 
Myself and Eric honestly found it quite hard to believe that over 25 deer literally wait for us every single morning since moving into our new home here in the country. But as of this morning... I counted at least 20 deer that magically appeared right after hearing the sounds of corn, deer chow and water at their feeding station. Hehehehehe!
LOVE
chillin'
For those whom have contacted offline regarding a ghostwriter. I will take your question as a compliment since there is no ghostwriter. Just normal, every day life typed out on a blog by contributed stories and little ole me. 
d'oh
Today is a great day to stay indoors while Eric works on one huge mess that just escalated to the next level. This mortgage reporting is getting to be a bit nuts! Literally far too out-of-control! I look at this entire mess as a quick, easy solution by the bank. But instead we are being met with some serious retaliation. Just fix the missing payments that need to be reported to all three credit bureaus. I don't understand why simple problems must escalate to far bigger issues?. It must be this day and age or something? Do people just enjoy conflict or ???
Far too early this morning my gut was screaming for me to take a look at Eric's credit reporting through a credit monitoring program that I set up last week. This of course is due to continued issues with the mortgage company not reporting payments that have been made over the past 13 months. There is also a slue of errors being reporting to all three credit bureaus. My gut has yet to fail me and this time around was no exception.
I am thankful to have enjoyed some really good days over the past week. But this morning things finally caught up with me. Welcome back overwhelming pain, nausea and vomiting... grrrrrr! Needless to say, I slept through out the majority of the day while Eric took on the daily household chores.
When it comes to the magical benefits of pumpkin helping to cure nausea. It is a proven fact that canned pumpkin actually helps with stomach upset. When given in small amounts, pumpkin also helps soothes fur children's upset tummy issues. Babyblue loves canned pumpkin! Hehehehehe! Such a cutie! Pumpkin has low glycemic index, so it slowly absorbs, which helps with upset stomach, nausea and overall digestion. Yogurt is also very beneficially for the GI tract. Although most dairy can be difficult to digest. A cup of low-fat yogurt can have quite the opposite effect! Yogurt cultures help increase the number of good bacteria in your GI tract. This helps aid overall digestion and even reducing that annoying abdominal bloating. The combination of both made for a really great new recipe to share with you!
happy
So much for the oh-so-beautiful snow here in the country for Christmas morning. It appears that the far warmer weather will be here just in time to start off the week before Christmas. My sinuses are already feeling it! This is the first year where Eric has actually beat me for a record back-to-back sinus and respiratory infection. Isn't this weather just downright crazy?! We must give Mother Nature a call to schedule a far more seasonably correct upcoming winter season. A white Christmas would be a wonderful start in the right direction! At least I was able to take in the first sites of some of the most beautiful white snowflakes last weekend. The very first snowfall here in the country! 
WOO~HOO!!
Talking about time to start get a-crackin! I have yet to finish shopping for Christmas. Things have been so hectic in our lives. That I honesty yet to find the time or have the time to finish a bit of holiday shopping. Next week will be the last week of some sort of free day to complete picking up a few last minute items before Christmas Eve. I have surgery scheduled for the very following week after Christmas which will continue until the first of the year. There is no backing out this time around, as my surgeons have made sure of that with a stronger round of antibiotics for precautionary measures. I plan on making sure that next year is a new year for being my most happiest yet! So far... I have been doing one heck of a job ending this year on a far happier note! 
chatty
Nah... he's been busy taking it easy. Patiently waiting for the arrival of Santa Paws in less than 2 weeks.
As most permalink readers know. Not every blog entry is my personal blog entry. With this blog getting ready to reach 3,000 blog entries. It is compiled of not just my own journey. But the contribution of many whom have shared their own personal stories through out the years. We must also understand that my spouse has a family. This blog is far more than about my own personal journey, but the journey of many others contributed stories. No one, unless your name is personally mentioned, first and last, should ever assume a blog is about them. Same holds true for assuming that any blog entry is about one particular business. Unless that name of the business is listed per name on the blog entry. As this blog continues on into another new year, 2018. We encourage you to feel free to continue sharing your stories of your very own personal journey and other contributed articles regarding this crazy, yet wonderful place we call, life.
