Showing posts with label I can handle anything. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I can handle anything. Show all posts

Monday, March 23, 2009

Bitten by the dog


Last week by a Schnoodle. She's a rescue dog that was not adopted because they felt that she was too aggressive. Honestly, she had been attacked by a German Shepherd and was very scared. I was trying to groom her a bit and hit a sore spot on her side. She bit my right hand about 8 times. I went to the doctor after a couple of days because the hand was not getting better. He said that I could lose my hand and he was very concerned because of infection. I have been taking the antibiotics and the hand is much better now. I've worked with dogs for decades and this is the very first time I've ever been bitten. The dog is very sweet now and has been quite apologetic for her actions, but the fact remains that biting for dogs is a defense mechanism. Regardless of the breed or the training a dog may bite.

Some may think this makes dogs a dangerous pet, but we should stop and realize that dogs, at least, don't carry guns and do drive by shootings or put bombs on planes. They usually derive much of their temperment from their surroundings and upbringing, much like children.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Fifty and Pigtails

So, you are fifty or almost fifty and you aren't you are getting old? Pishaw.

I think that we should always remember to be somewhat youthful so that we can actually enjoy the life we are given. So, today I am supporting pigtails.

Maybe I will look funny if I go out grocery shopping because someone will think I'm a bit old for wearing them. After all, who beyond age 12 really looks good in pigtails? Well I do! Because how I feel is important, much more important than some random strangers who have no affect on my life at all unless I let them.

So, today is my day to reclaim a bit of my youthful exuberance. I am going to put on my makeup and do whatever I can to make myself feel pretty and young.

I am going to celebrate the melting of the snow and the coming of the spring.

It's sometimes very easy to give into the stress of everyday life, but I also have to remember that I cannot control everything that comes my way. In spite of that I can control me and who I am. I can handle anything.

My youth really isn't lost, it's just tucked away in my memory. It's good to bring it out every once in a while so that I don't forget that life is meant to be lived.

So today, I'm living.