I RESCUED A HUMAN TODAY

This was sent to me , it say how i feel about my Pets / Animal Friends,

I RESCUED A HUMAN TODAY

  Her eyes met mine as she walked down the corridor peering apprehensively into the kennels.   
I felt her need instantly and knew I had to help her.  
I wagged my tail, not too exuberantly, so she wouldn't be afraid. 
As she stopped at my kennel I blocked her view from a little accident I had in the back of my cage.  
I didn't want her to know that I hadn't been walked today.  
Sometimes the shelter keepers get too busy and I didn't want her to think poorly of them. 
As she read my kennel card I hoped that she wouldn't feel sad about my past.

I only have the future to look forward to and want to make a difference in someone's life. 
She got down on her knees and made little kissy sounds at me.

I shoved my shoulder and side of my head up against the bars to comfort her.  
Gentle fingertips caressed my neck; she was desperate for companionship.

A tear fell down her cheek and I raised my paw to assure her that all would be well.

Soon my kennel door opened and her smile was so bright that I instantly jumped into her arms.  
I would promise to keep her safe.  I would promise to always be by her side.
I would promise to do everything I could to see that radiant smile and sparkle in her eyes.  
I was so fortunate that she came down my corridor.  
So many more are out there who haven't walked the corridors.  
So many more to be saved.  At least I could save one. 
  
I rescued a human today.

Out and About

Ross and I have not been out and about much, with Dad being hospital in Perth for most of July and Mum having a week in hospital with food poisoning after we got home, so this weekend we when to Hampton Arms for lunch, took these picture’s on the way there and back.

S.M. Mac Arthur ©

 

First Baby's of Spring

 Mum

 Who that looking at me

can you see them

 It a Pussycat!

 first day away from home

Father's Day

To all the Father’s around the world,

 I wish you a very Happy Father’s Day

I hope you spend it with the one you love,

and

To my Dad,

I Love you Dad,

Thank you,

For being You,

Life Lessons

You may have thought I didn't see,

Or that I hadn't heard,

Life lessons that you taught to me,

But I got every word.

Perhaps you thought I missed it all,

And that we'd grow apart,

But Dad, I picked up everything,

It's written on my heart.

Without you, Dad, I wouldn't be

The woman I am today;

You built a strong foundation

No one can take away.

I've grown up with your values,

And I'm very glad I did;

So here's to you, dear father,

From your forever grateful kid.

By Joanna Fuchs

Shirley & Marcy

My Aunty Joy sent me this,

Hope you like it too,

Shirley & Marcy

A mother was concerned about her kindergarten son walking to school.

He didn't want his mother to walk with him.

She wanted to give him the feeling that he had some independence but yet know that he was safe.

So she had an idea of how to handle it.

She asked a neighbour if she would please follow him to school in the mornings, staying at a distance,

So he probably wouldn't notice her.

She said that since she was up early with her toddler anyway, it would be a good way for them to get some exercise as well, so she agreed.

The next school day, the neighbour and her little girl set out following behind Timmy as he walked to school with another neighbour girl he knew.

She did this for the whole week.

As the two walked and chatted, kicking stones and twigs,

Timmy’s little friend noticed the same lady was following them as she seemed to do every day all week.

Finally she said to Timmy,

'Have you noticed that lady following us to school all week? Do you know her?'

Timmy nonchalantly replied, 'Yeah, I know who she is.'

The little girl said, 'Well, who is she?'

'That's just Shirley Goodnest ,' Timmy replied, 'and her daughter Marcy ...'

' Shirley Goodnest ? Who is she and why is she following us?

'Well,' Timmy explained, 'every night my Mum makes me say the 23rd Psalm with my prayers, 'cuz she worries about me so much.

And in the Psalm, it says, ' Shirley Goodnest (surely goodness ) and Marcy (mercy) shall follow me all the days of my life', so I guess I'll just have to get used to it!'

May Shirley Goodnest and Marcy be with you today and always

I know you smiled!

I sure did, Pass this on

And brighten someone's day

18th August Long Tan Day

18th August Long Tan Day

(Vietnam Vet’s Day)

What is a Vietnam Vet ?

Like all soldiers, he is a man who did what his country ask him to do,

He a proud man, who has ask little of his country but what was rightfully his,

And like all soldiers, he saw and did things, that he still carries deep in his heart till this day,

He is someone who stood tall, even when his own country, turned their back on him for many years,

He is someone who, forty years later is still fighting for the help, he and others need, he not only fight for other Nam Vets, but for those who are fight to this day in countries around the world, for he know how hard it will be for them when they get home,

He is a man of courage, who believe in helping those, who cannot help themself,

To all the Nam Vets I know and all those I’m yet to meet,

“Welcome Home”

And

Thank You

To the one still try to find Peace,

I hope you find it in some way and that it easy your heart even, if it just a little,

To those who did not make it home,

You will never be forgotten,

On this Long Tan Day

Please shake the hand of a Nam Vets and tell him “Welcome home”.

“Lest We Forget”

That We are Free because of what They did for Us.

S.M. Mac Arthur ©

Perth Storm

When we were in Perth with Dad, we run in to this storm one night on the way home, pictures taken with my phone, which died before the rain hit hard, most night it took us an hour and a bit to get home this night it took two hours.

S.M. Mac Arthur ©

Dad

Hi Everyone I know I’ve not been around much for the last month, but I’m home now and will try catch up with you all soon as I can.

Dad

On the 6th of July after twenty four hours in hospital my Dad was put on the Flying Doctor to Perth. Ross, Mum and I left right away by car, when Dad got to the hospital in Perth my sister Rachael was waiting there for him,

Within twenty four hours of dad getting to Perth, he was on the operating table for what should have been a two hour op, but end up being seven as Dad had massive bleed and they had to do CPR on him while he was still being operated on.

We as family sat in the waiting room and waited for what seem like days, for us it would been so much hard had it not been for the wonderful staff, one young man, come over to us again and again to let us know what was going on and it was thanks to him, that after it was all over that we had not one but two phone calls from Dad's Doctor.

Dad did not make it back to the ward till 9.30pm at night, we where worry at how we would find him, as he had been through so much for a man of his age. He was awake and asked what time it was, if it was, morning or night and if it was still raining. On being told, it was night and yes it was still raining, he told us to go take Mum home and for all of us to get some sleep as we look tired.

As we were leaving the Doctor come to see how he was going, he told us the next forty eight hour would be Dad hardest.

That was ten day ago, it now the 16th July and Dad is doing well, they have taken all the ten tubs and thirty eight stiches out and now it a matter of getting him well and strong again, He is up walking and has been from three days after the op, he back eating and is dying to have fish and chips.

One of the nurse told him all his walking(3km a day) and all the Tai Chi has paid off and that he was only here because he was so fit for his age.

We are now just waiting for a bed to come up in the Geraldton Hospital, so he can be move back there and I think once that happen he will come on more as he will have more friends and family around him.

25^th July, after much stuffing around by the pen pusher at the hospital and a week of waiting we took things it to our own hand and found Dad a bed in a hospital in Geraldton, and we are going home tomorrow.

Thanks, to Nurse Kathy and Doctor Sam, who when out of their way to help us out. These two wonderful young people, who took the time to tell us how to go about doing what need to be done to get Dad back to Geraldton and we got all that need to be done in one hour, the Hospital pen pusher had not been able to get it done in a week.

26^th July today Ross drove Dad back to St John Hospital in Geraldton and he is doing well; while in the hospital in Perth, he got a bug called VRE, well not just him but everyone on the same floor got it, all these people now have this bug for life, it will only be a problem, if they are in hospital, for an operation, and they will have to have special drugs for it, and the hospital will need to take care that it does not spreads to others.

Dad is doing well and looking forward to going home, and he is getting stronger by the day.

31^st August, Dad came home today, he is still weak, he lost 10kg and is working on getting fit again, he has started to walk around the outside of the house, five or six time a day and is doing some light Tai Chi to get his legs strong again.

1^st August,

There is no way I can Thank, all those who help us out, But our Thanks must goes to The Flying Doctor and all who craw her, the Nurse and Doctors of both Hospitals, for with out there skill, my Father would not still be with us, I don’t think we truly understand, what these people do or the long hours they work, till we need them.

S.M. Mac Arthur ©