I’ve seen many Tweets today from happy people. Friends of mine on Facebook are praising the beautiful day and wonderful weekend ahead. Life is good. Well, life is good for me and many around me. But, there are others that are struggling.
All around us, people are dealing with many challenges including: flooding in Nashville, earthquake recovery that continues in Haiti and Chile, illness, poverty, etc.
Why not celebrate your good life by giving to others today? Below you’ll find several organizations in need of your support. Help them have a good day today, too; won’t you?
I have a confession. Rather than work with one of our dogs, trying to curb her bad social skills, we gave her away.
Me and Lina loo, the best dog ever.
Sydney came in to our lives in September 2004. In May of that same year, I had to put down the love of my life, Lina. Lina was a 13yr old Rotweiller, and she was the best dog ever. Dog lovers and non-dog lovers all agreed that Lina rocked. So, when Lina left me, I was broken. My heart ached. A neighbor called us several months later, wondering if we would take in another dog. (We had two other dogs with us.) Because there was still a hole in my heart, I went to see this dog in need of a home.
As I sat on the neighbor’s driveway, Sydney was practically in my lap. And, Sydney was a 2yr old Nova Scotia Duck Tollling Retriever; she was not a small dog. Still, she clearly loved people, and she figured she was small enough to be a lap dog.
I have been around dogs my entire life, and I would often watch dogs while the owners were away on vacation. I know how to introduce dogs to each other, and I know when I am with a dog that does not play well with other dogs. So, before I agreed to take Sydney, I had to bring her to our house and introduce her to Wilbur and Cherokee. Sydney would not be welcomed in our home, if she didn’t mix well with Wilbur and Cherokee.
Sydney, Wilbur and Cherokee
Initially, the three dogs did great. In fact, they seemed to get along so well, we welcomed Sydney into our home with wagging tails. However, as months turned into years, we found Sydney was quite aggressive to other dogs. When defending her turf, Sydney had a tendency to snap, in a knee-jerk reaction, at whatever was close. Too often, it was Cherokee that was close to Sydney, and it was Cherokee getting the brunt of Sydney’s snap. After several years and 3 ripped Cherokee ears, I decided it was time to find a new home for Sydney.
I knew Sydney came with baggage. Though she was a great people dog, she was not a good dog/cat dog. I did not feel comfortable passing Sydney to just anyone, knowing the history. So, I turned to my friend Elise. Elise runs ‘Pick of the Litter‘, a no-kill animal rescue shelter. She has several dogs and cats, as well as a goat and pig. She manages Pick of the Litter on her own, and she relies completely on donations. I asked Elise for some advice on how to handle Sydney. Elise suggested I get Sydney into obedience school. And, as I confessed earlier, I didn’t heed Elise’s advice. I felt obedience school was expensive, and I knew I was not disciplined enough to practice what we would learn in obedience school. Fact of the matter is, I was lazy. What’s worse, I considered putting Sydney down.
Squidney and Max play in the snow
The thought of putting Sydney down made Elise angry towards me, as it should. Sydney was a good dog, and I had no business putting her down, because I was a lazy dog owner. Thankfully, and after serious consideration, Elise agreed to take Sydney into her shelter. And, I agreed to sponsor Sydney monetarily. For almost a year now, Sydney, now named Squidney, has been living happily with Elise. Furthermore, Squidney has had no altercations with the other dogs within Elise’s shelter. Why? Because Elise is a gift to the animal world, and she has the ability to work wonders with animals of all shapes, sizes and temperaments.
Squidney with her Spring time Cut
Not surprising, people, like myself, find it easier to pass their high maintenance dog on to someone else rather than take on the responsibility needed to provide for the animal. That said, Elise receives more dogs and cats vs. finding homes for the rescued dogs and cats. [For the record: Wilbur and Cherokee are rescue dogs, as was Lina.] And, with every new dog and cat comes added vet bills, food bills, grooming bills, etc. Pick of the Litter has reached critical mass. A continuous flow of funds are needed, immediately, to keep this animal rescue operation going.
By accessing Pick of the Litter’s website, you can sign up and make one general donation or subscribe and donate $7.50 a month, automatically via Paypal. $7.50 pays for heartworm preventative medicine for one dog for one month, one month of flea treatment for one dog or 10 days of dog/cat food for one dog/cat. Contributing $7.50 each month for 6-months provides enough money for 1 vet exam and rabies vaccination, two bags of dog food or 2 dog/cat beds. And, contributing $7.50 each month for 12-months covers the cost to spay or neuter one dog/cat, pays for a full vet exam and set of annual vaccinations or provides microchips for 9 dogs/cats.
Play time for Squidney and Max
All donations to Pick of the Litter are 100% tax deductible, as it is a 501C3 non-profit organization. In addition, 100% of all donations go directly to the care of the Pick of the Litter animal residents and foster guests. Please consider donating to Pick of the Litter. You can access their website at: http://www.ourpickofthelitter.com. Or, you can make a check out to Pick of the Litter and mail it to Pick of the Litter, P.O. Box 1994, Hiram, GA 30141. If you are an animal lover, but you’re not an ‘animal in your house’ kind of person – this is a great way to help your furry friends without having the furry mess. Even better, you won’t need to scoop the poop! Please donate, and share this with your friends. Thank you.
Recently, someone asked me what my process was for blogging. I’ve never stopped to think of my process, so I was confused with the question. I just write when the mood hits. And, because I am constantly talking to myself, others or just the walls, I find the mood to write hits frequently. Because, when I write, I am able to get all of my thoughts out of my head without anyone hearing or listening. I like it when I see the stats indicating folks are clicking onto my blog entries; though clicks or no clicks, I’d continue writing.
Today I am feeling ill. I don’t have a fever, but I have chills, runny/stuffy nose, sore throat, ear ache, etc. Frankly, I don’t much feel like writing. However, I received a note from someone today, letting me know her website was up and ready to take donations. See, my friend Jill, like my friend Angela, is prepping for a run. She is taking part in the Relay for Life, which benefits the Canadian Cancer Society. Though I may have a cold and feel crappy, countless other people are battling various forms and stages of Cancer.
Jill lives in Edmonton, Alberta Canada, and she has been an active supporter of Relay for Life for 7yrs. And, there are many Relay for Life events taking place now throughout the US and Canada, all supporting various forms of Cancer. I’m focusing on Jill, because Jill’s family and my family go way back. The families gather every Summer at Amherst Shore, Nova Scotia Canada. Jill’s family, the Christies, and my family, the Browns, battle it out every Summer during the Brown/Christie Games. Though, if Jill were writing this blog, she might say the Christie/Brown games.
Garth Christie presenting the urn to Hugh Brown. The Browns won the ashes of the Christie ego.
The first weekend in August, ever Summer, the two families participate in various events including: bocce ball, golf, frisbee golf, softball, volleyball, bridge, trivial pursuit, cribbage, etc. The Brown/Christie games have been an annual event for over 30yrs. And rather than the winning team being awarded a shiny medal or tall trophy, they receive an urn consisting of the losing teams ashes – the ashes of their egos, that is.
This past Summer was particularly somber. It was the first Summer one of the Christie greats was unable to participate. Last Winter, Innis Christie died of Cancer. He left his wife, Jeanne, his sons Mike and Loren, his daughter, Merran, as well as his siblings and countless nieces, nephews, cousins, etc. He also left behind his Brown family friends. Innis’ spirit was with the games this past Summer, but his full life presence was notably absent.
Jill Christie, Innis' wife Jeanne, my Uncle Don and Aunt Marilyn
As Jill gets ready to participate in another Rely for Life, I can’t help but think of Innis and all the other lives lost to or affected by Cancer. I think it is safe to say, whether you’re in the States, Provinces or across the Pond, Cancer has touched every single life in some way, shape or form. And, one reason there are so many charity events for Cancer organizations is because there are some many people affected by some form of the disease. And, though progress is being made in treating and beating Cancer, the need to continue with research and outreach still exists. Perhaps you could consider donating to the cause as an investment into your own health savings account. Put money into the cause of treating and beating Cancer as your own insurance policy, should the day ever come where you find you are directly involved in the Cancer battle.
Innis (left) talking with is brother, Jill's Dad, Fred (right).
We all have our list of charities to support, and many of us have lost a loved one to various diseases. If you are looking to add another charity to your list of donation recipients, I ask that you consider sponsoring Gillian ‘Jill’ Christie, as she participates in the Relay for Life. Whether donating in honor or memory of Jill’s Uncle Innis or one of your own loved ones, you can make a donation through her website here: Relay for Life, Edmonton 2010 And, a reminder that Angela is still accepting donations for the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society, yet another organization supporting yet another type of Cancer.