Muse: A source of inspiration and a guiding spirit.
Today’s Muse is Madeline who I met at the pet food store (just one of many I frequent).
An adorable young lady who informed me that her t-shirt was a triple hand me down and showed me the worn spots and holes.
When I wondered if my dogs would like a goat dog kibble she ran to the back room and found a sample for them to try (it was pretty goaty stinky but after a few sniffs they gobbled it right down).
She also made sure I got my cash discount and reminded the owner of the store to figure out a good discount for my huge purchase of over 100 lbs of dog food and several bags of parrot food.
This young lady had me smiling the whole time I shopped and I realized that she made my day a better day with her bubbly personality. Madeline inspired me to be more friendly and helpful and to pay attention to those around me!
My Hero and Today’s Muse, Madeline.
What an amazing event! Each survivor got a pin describing the length of their journey, here is my pin celebrating one year!
The students from Saints Peter and Paul Catholic School helped by decorating 99 pots for cancer survivors. Each pot was signed by the child and also adorned with a live peace lily plant.
The pots sure made for festive table decorations and treasured favors for each cancer survivor to take home to remember the celebration.
Not a pot was left at the end of the day. But wait, for those of you who can count I said 99 pots were decorated by the students. What is the mystery surrounding the 100th pot?
No mystery, as the organizer of getting the pots painted I actually did one pot as a sample so we would have a dry one for the kids to pass around and look at.
I went on a hunt for my pot and was going to try to take MY POT home with me. When I found the pot this lovely gentlemen was not going to give it up, not even in trade for a different pot!
I was happy to meet the recipient of my pot and get a picture taken with him. He was happy to meet the artist who painted his pot. We also shared a huge hug.
100 pots for the cancer survivors celebration delivered!
Your blood bank especially appreciates your donations during the holidays! I hit 101 donations yesterday!
Hi! Roscoe, Monty and Henry here with a guest blog post.
This weeks extreme dog treats? Turkey tails, lamb pizzle and wild caught cod skins. Smelly fish skin is one of our favorites but mom sometimes passes over smelly fish skins and gets something like turkey tails…
This week we got something smelly and something boring, a bit light on the snacks this week because:
Mom decided to start researching eco-friendly toys, eco-friendly doggy deodorizing products, and a FURminator for Roscoe!
When Roscoe was young, before we figured out he had Addison’s disease, he had no fur because of his illness, so no brushing for him because he didn’t need it! Now that he’s been on his medication for Addison’s he’s got lots of fur. But hates brushing because he never had to deal with it before. The FURminator gets more of that loose hair off of Roscoe before he gets annoyed and whimpers for mom to go away! The stupid brush was over $70 but they just changed the packaging and the same brush in the old packaging was almost 50% off! Yay mom way to shop! But mom just think about how many treats you could’ve bought for $35…
This could become a serious nationwide addiction…….
So, I thought it was embarrassing enough to admit I thought the Pooh emoji 💩was a Hershey kiss emoji! Here’s my latest confession:
I have a sticker on my car, a magnetic sticker, for a friend’s daughter who needs a kidney. It says “Ally Needs a Kidney”
I was visiting a friend’ s granddaughter in the hospital and I parked my car on the street near the Children’s Hospital.
My friend happened to be there when I was visiting. When I was ready to leave she said she drive me to my car. She asked which car did you drive? The one with the kidney sticker on it? Yup. We drove up and down the few streets I could’ve parked on near the hospital looking for the sticker. We drove past a car just like mine but no sticker…. Then we drove down a few more streets that were a little farther out. No car with a sticker. Eventually we decided my car was stolen because there was no car with a sticker on it and called the police and my insurance company to report my car stolen.
We took one more sweep and realized the car without a sticker was my car. I had taken the sticker off to run it through the car wash and forgot to put it back on! Thank goodness my friend is easygoing. She just laughed and said she was glad we found my car. We spent several hours talking while on this search and dinner after we found my car. At least we are all caught up on our gossip!