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Reminder from a Dear Furiend

6/24/2016

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As a young pup Mom often told me life is what you make it.  If life sends you lemons you need to try and make lemonade.

At times I didn't really do that well.  These were the moments I began to actually learn something.  You can indeed focus on all the negative, either going on in your life, your friends lives, or the world and become consumed by it.  There are plenty of pups and hoomans that do just that.

Or you can pause, take a deep breath, step back and look at your situation and realize it's nothing personal.  Our heavenly Father said, "He sends rain on the righteous, and the unrighteous alike".  It's simply a part of life and a fact of life, hard times come and then in due time they go.  What you do during the hard times determines what's in your heart.

Things have been a bit challenging with all the damage done by the storm.  Most of the debris has been cleared away now so crews can get in and do some repair work.  I managed to get a rather serious tummy bug in the middle of the storm clean-up.  I'm feeling a lot better now.

They say children learn by watching their parents.  I want to say I believe this to be true.  My Dad is a glass half empty kind of guy.  Mom says he's been this way since before I was born.  This is totally fine though as my Mom is a "What are you talking about, The Glass Is Always Full", kind of person so things even themselves out.

During all of the drama here, my Dad has shown what's in his heart.  Dad has put his shoulder to the plow and has  cleaned up brush, cut up trees, stacked wood, all in the unbearable southern heat and humidity with nary a complaint, or a woes me.

In the past if I had shown signs of getting sick my Dad would have totally gone off the deep end with worry.  This time he simply looked at Mom and said, "Well if you think she's getting sick, she needs to go to the dogtor".  This simple statement  floored my Mom and I both.

With things improving on the storm cleanup, and my tummy issues getting better, suddenly there's a new crisis that has popped up. One of Mom's graphic's programs suddenly decided to go squirrely on her.  Mom's spent the past few days trying to fix it herself.  Realizing this problem was beyond her scope of expertise Mom submitted a ticket for help from the support staff.  It's been 3 days, and so far no help.

While  things have been less than normal here, it has given us all an opportunity to either make lemonade or to suck on a lemon and feed a sour attitude.  I have learned that yes things can get tough, but you don't have to be consumed by your circumstances, and as bad as things are, there are pups and hoomans that have it  far worse.

Mom logged onto my FB page this morning and saw a beautiful inspirational image  and quote left by a furiend. It said "Fridays Blessings, have a beautiful day and weekend, God Bless You".

Mom and Dad are teaching me that every day is a blessing, regardless of what you're going though be it  big challenges or little ones, everyday needs to be a lemonade day.

Take a breath, step back and realize sometimes a glass of lemonade is far better than being overwhelmed by something you can't change.

Love, Molly and my Mom




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Trying to Talk Hooman

6/16/2016

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Have you ever had something important to say to your pawrents and you've simply not been able to get them to understand?  I thought so. It's one of the few frustrations in a dog, hooman relationship.
 
I  had an uncomfortable tummy for maybe 3 days or so.  I just didn't feel well. I tried to tell my Mom but each time I'd start to tell her my problem, I got something like, "You want me to throw your ball?,  or you're ready to go out now?  What I wanted Mom to do was to help make my tummy better.
 
The longer it took her to understand what I was saying the worse I felt. Finally I just wanted Mom to sit down and hold me.  (I always want my Mom to hold me when I feel bad). I know I'm a fierce, brave hunting doggy, but when I'm sick, I'm Mom's little baby girl.
 
When I started telling Mom I wanted to be held, she got pretty concerned. (I'm an independent kind of girl.) After the I want you to hold me, I then progress to the nopes no dinnies thank-you though.  This really gets Mom's attention.
 
I don't know about your pawrents, but mine are Poo Watching Professionals.  Yups Mom and Dad can give my poo a 2 second glance,and rate it on a scale of 1-10. The consistency of the poo plays a big factor in the rating scale.  Anything less than perfect depending on my attitude,and appetite can warrant an immediate trip to my dogtors.
  
One being perfect= a "Gold Star Poo" that brings with it a sigh of relief.

Anything below the "Gold Star Poo" gets a furrowed brow and much staring, discussion between the pawrents and questions of, Molly, "Do you feel ok?" Now you can imagine how frustrating this can be, as I have spent days at this point trying to tell the folks my tummy feels bad. 
 
Well on day 3 the poo's hit a #2 on the "Poo Scale." Mom called my dogtor and they had a chat. I felt pretty bad and just couldn't throw myself into my chase the squeaky ball game.  Mom took note of my every move.
 
The next day my poo's weren't a lot better so you guessed it pups. I get loaded up into the truck and off to the dogtors I go. When I feel bad I really don't want to be poked and prodded and this day was no different. My dogtor goes off to the magical  room where she looks under her microscope and all her machines whirl and dance.

After a while she steps into back into our room and tells Mom, Well Molly's pretty sick.  Just to make sure Mom understands I give her my I told you so, but you didn't listen look.
 
Now to add insult to injury it's gotten pretty warm here. All my dogtor had to say was, "Molly's pretty sick", and that translates to No Outside Time except to take care of personal  business. No chasing squirrely's, no hunting for squirrely's not even one.  ~sigh~
 
At least I have my side kick Tabby cat, but at times I have problems trying to talk Cat.
 
I think I'll just take a nap in the sunshine and then watch  Animal Planet .

Love,

 Molly and my Mom 





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Taking it all in Stride

6/7/2016

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 Molly thought back over the recent   weekend. Since the terrible storm nothing had followed it's typical routine. She let out a sigh, scratched out a little nest in her soft blanket, laid down and had a think.
 
Remembering the terrible wind, rain, hail,  the horrible sound of trees snapping, and falling onto her roof Molly inadvertently flinched.   She remembered running to the French doors barking at the storm to leave her, and her family alone.  (Funny how that didn't work she thought)

Nothing had been the same since that day, then again the most important things were.  Mom and Dad are still here watching over me, I have a safe warm place to live and rest.  I have food that's safe and good for me to eat.  I'm loved and well taken care of.

Molly frowned thinking about how long it had been since she'd been able to go outside,  bark at squirrels and play in her back yard.  Inadvertently she  let out another sigh,  realizing it was going to be even longer before her fence (torn down by the storm) was going to be  back up, so she could return to chasing squirrels.

Just before dozing off Molly recalled her Mom telling her something, "Molly, In every life some rain will fall, but remember, behind every  storm there's  always sunshine.

Look at your challenges as an opportunity  to grow, to test your resolve, once you're on the other side of your situation (in the sunshine once again) you can look back and say, I got through it.. It was tough but I made it.
 
As Molly fell asleep she smiled and told herself I can get through this and Mom's right, " The sun always shines after a storm".  

Love, Molly and my Mom  





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