Just practicing for when mistress gets a self-driving car.
Just practicing for when mistress gets a self-driving car.
I must be going through a lucky streak for Jenhttps://jenniferkellandperry.com/nifer Kelland Perry just presented me with a beautiful blogger bouquet and some very kind words about my blog. Thank you so very much, Jenifer. ❤
Please visit Jennifer’s blog and her books on Young Adult fiction.
Carol Balawyder is an author, blogger and dog owner that I’ve only recently started following.
From her Welcome page:
“Welcome to my website and blog. I write about justice, mid-life dating, grief, blogs that inspire me both as a writer and a person, awesome writing workshops and my dog, Bau.
I have series on: How I Got Published, The Femme Fatale, Nobel Prize Laureates, Writers’ Desks, Ten Great First Dates.
One of my goals is to make online friends with bloggers around the world of different and alike views.”
Carol’s dog Bau has now been made the mascot for the Reading Program at Carol’s library. Check out this cute dog with a job in the post below:
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Have a beautiful weekend, everyone!
I just received a nice surprise. Kevin Cooper posted a review of my memoir Mourning Has Broken on his blog. Many, Many Thanks, Kevin. ❤
Mourning Has Broken offers a moving and poignant look at grief and loss. In this collection of narrative non-fiction essays, the author speaks from the heart not only about the death of a dear sister but also about the mourning of a mother, a father, a dear friend, a career and a religion.
Her sister’s death tore her heart apart. The grief she felt for her was more intense than any grief she ever felt for the death of someone dear to her. Perhaps it was the amalgamation of un-mourned griefs, or maybe it was because it was closer to home . To lose a parent puts your mortality next in line; to lose a sister, you are no longer in line – you have crossed the threshold.
When her mother died she wrote Don’t Bring me Flowers, an essay which is in this collection. In the weeks which followed…
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Well, here I am on a poster. It was bound to happen with all my charisma. I am pleased and honored to announce that the library has made me their mascot for their Reading Program.
“Dogs trained to work in hospitals, nursing homes, disaster areas, and the like, their purpose to bring comfort and cheer in hopes of lightening whatever suffering humans might be going through. …(t)hey are often used to help children with emotional or learning difficulties. To improve speech and literacy skills, children in schools and libraries are being encouraged to read aloud to dogs. Excellent results have been reported, with children who read to dogs said to progress significantly better than children who read to other humans…
…If, as studies show, a dog’s nose is capable of detecting cancer, it would not be surprising if it could also detect changes caused by the relief of stress, or by the experience of mental stimulation or pleasure.”
I love being read to. Sometimes I fall asleep but most times I’m pretty alert. I find it rather pleasant and calming. I like it because I get to listen to stories. Most of them are about dogs, which is very considerate.
Yesterday, I was invited to an Oscar party and wore my best bow tie. Oscar parties are lots of fun. I got to eat bacon and steak and even cheese while waiting for Isle of Dogs to win as best Animated Feature film.
I wondered why there aren’t more dogs nominated for supporting roles. I thought of the dog in Roma. I had watched the film snuggled next to Mistress about a month ago and found the dog quite sympathetic.
As soon as I found out that Isle of Dogs didn’t win but Spider-Man did I made my way into the bedroom and settled in for the night. I was just too upset that there was not even a mention of the significance the dog played in Roma.
For an interesting analysis of the dog in Roma click here.
Look at me with two of my favorite people.
We go visit just when it’s snack time and they both are so kind to give me their cookies in spite of my mistress telling them not to.
She explains that it’s not good for me but they ignore her. Good for them!
Thank you for the cookies. I love you!
The equivalent to Alzheimer’s disease in dogs is called Canine Cognitive Dysfunction Syndrome (CDS). One thing I know for certain is that if ever I end up in a home because of Canine Cognitive Dysfunction I will always give part of my cookies to the dogs that visit me.
Physical and behavioural changes are similar in both Alzheimer’s and CDS. So similar, we can borrow from the extensive research that has been done in humans and lab animals to help understand what will delay the onset of senile dementia in pets. (5) Conversely, dogs are also increasingly being used as models to study the disease in humans. (11, 12, 13)
An envelope lies unopened in her office. Bakery owner and mom, Mattie, is recently divorced. Her three kids don’t understand why. Running her life in the 1980’s has proven more difficult than she imagined and was about to get more complicated.
Esther, a young widow, is trying to run a farm and raise her three children alone in the early 1940’s. How could her circumstances get any worse?
Thomas, the new county sheriff, is trying to make sense of his life. How did his life turn upside down when he was trying to do the right thing?
What I liked about this book, besides its interesting plot, is the goodness of the characters throughout. Sure, there are a few (very few) dubious, selfish characters, but for the most part the author writes about the caring and kindness of mankind. It is heartwarming and made me feel good reading it as it gave me hope in humanity. Of particular interest, was the emphasis placed on a man as hero.
Although the author’s own moral values are supported by Biblical passages the truths, honor and charity of human nature at its best are universal.
This is a good pick me up book in keeping with the nature of the author’s blog where she offers words of encouragement.