An introvert, mom, writer, empath, yoga freak, prayer lover, artist, writer, animal activist.
Poet, photographer, a lover of nature, traveling by car to see everything I can, anxiety fighter.
A person who loves too deep, thinks too much, writes because I love it, feels others pains and emotions, struggles with Yoga but I have a love/hate relationship.
A person who believes Life can be good because we have it.
I painted it because it was just cute. 🙂
It has been a busy week for my art projects and orders are coming on. My daughter started promoting it and BAM! it is filling up so I have not had a chance to get on here. So, I just wanted to say how blessed I feel about that. On other things, raven the delightful Shepherd got out again when she found another great escape. I had to chase her down, get a leash on her and wait for my husband to run home and fix the damage. lol. Lucifer the dog from across the street is back at his antics and chasing all things including me. (I escaped) But sadly, the flowers in the edge of my garden did not go without his wrath of punishment. His owner offered to do something for the damage but I just laughed and told her it was fine as long as it is flowers and not my ankles. lol. And my cats are indeed aliens who love to catch me off guard and scratch or bite me when I least expect it. Aaaah. Life is back to normal here. hahahaha. I hope you all have a great evening/day wherever you are!
Well, along with writing and other things I do I picked up the brush again. I just decided to fall off the beaten path and try some new things. This is my first. Cow with a bow on its head. lol. But I like it. It cheers me up for some reason. I hope you like it too!
OMGOSH! I went outside and I see the black flash of my husband’s Shepherd running. Oh great. This dog, Raven, is beautiful, smart, a Master Escape Artist from a large Privacy fence. She turns on the outside faucet even though she gets fresh iced water and she has a pool and she has every toy known to man. She destroys them. So, anyway, I finally wrangle her (he, the hubby, is gone of course) into letting me get the leash on her but then she wrangles out of the collar. I finally get THAT back on and I am trying to pull a huge dog in so I can get her into the back. Needless to say. she had torn another portion of the fence out. And to say the least, my back hurts, I tore the tips off of two of my fingernails and she is fine now. I am ready to fall into bed. She is a true, smart escape artist who is like the Velociraptor in Jurassic Park. lol
I wrote recently about the loss of my beloved little Buddy, the Pomeranian/Papillion mix. After 14 years his heart just finally gave out. It had been enlarged on one part for a bit. So, walking in the early morning, I saw him. Lucifer the Chihuahua. At first we stared off but I guess he sensed my sadness. So, instead of charging at me, he turned with his mom and looked back once before trying to kill a blade of grass and a dried up leaf. I just stood there for a moment. I realized even little old Lucifer can have compassion. even if just for a moment.
I never imagined when I wrote yesterday about my dog that today he would have to leave us… I did stay up with him all night as seizure after seizure hit and the Vet was closed. I still hoped when he fell asleep at 5 a.m. he was going to be okay. Then this morning he had another seizure. His breathing got worse so we called the Vet and took him there. Our only solution was to put him to sleep. I am devastated. I held him in my arms as my sweet Vet talked us through it. My sweet Buddy peacefully slept for good as he rested his head onto my arm. I was beyond hysterical as the tears fell and are still falling. I came home and I realized my almost 15 year old friend would never greet me again. I miss him so very, very, much. I love you Sweet Buddy. I never thought yesterday would be your last day with me.
Tonight I am sitting by my little dog Buddy and praying he will be okay. It is raining hard outside tonight and the tears are falling as I watch him. He is right at 15 years old. we found out a few months ago he had a part of his heart that is enlarged and causes seizures. he had four today. They said no operating because of his age and that he would not live through it. This little guy was there when my daughter died. he would just sit beside me as I cried so many times and never move. He has been with me at my loneliest. He has been my steady, helpful friend my loyal little Buddy. He has helped me through nights of anxiety or panic so bad that I would hold him crying just to get through. So tonight, I am sitting with him. I am going to be his friend so he isn’t alone as we fight through these seizures. I will be his comfort, I will pet him so he isn’t scared. Tonight my sweet Buddy, I am here for you. As it rains from the sky, so it does from my heart. I love you.
I know dogs like odd things and my little Buddy does but when we realized he goes crazy over shrimp. I was like wow!! He likes it all. I feel like he is Bubba Gump. He likes fried shrimp, boiled shrimp, steamed shrimp, and well, any shrimp. This little guy has some weird things he likes but I just was stunned on this one. On the other end, our cat. Scout, hates them. So the dog loves shrimp. the cat loves Ham. Goes to show you can never tell what an animal will like. Because this puzzle is opposite to me. lol.
I watch this little one as she stalks and pounces on bugs, or at least at them. It is so funny because she thinks I cannot see her. She is a little hunter. Then when I feel a bit down, I will go out in the evenings and just watch her. She pounces around, runs at full speed after something and then just stops. She enters into a little fenced area I have, looking around to see if anything sees her and then goes in to stalk the cricket that I guess she heard. The Cricket got away. Well everything she stalks gets away. Kittens are such a joy and bring a smile to me in days that can be depressing. I look forward to watching my tiny little Hunter.