We’re taking it easy here at No Dog About It today. The dogs and I will be spending a little extra time at the dog park and then we’ll be hanging out at home while I finish painting my bedroom (it’s a project I have been mulling over for quite some time).
I am sure I will also take some time to reflect on this national holiday and all that it means to me.
In the past, my sister and I would have already been out on the road and celebrating the 4th of July holiday in some other town. Our yearly plans always included a road trip over the fourth. From Mount Rushmore to Mesa Verde National Park, from the Grand Canyon to the mountains of Montana and from the Apostle Islands to Lake Tahoe in Nevada – we went everywhere we could and saw as much as was humanly possible.
There is just something so exciting about traveling by car across this great country of ours. There is so much that is unique to America. So much history. So many great people.
My sister and I never planned our trips like most people do, but rather threw caution to the wind and let fate take us along for the ride. I think that’s why our trips were always so magical. We found some of the most interesting places and experienced some of the most bizarre, and fun, events by simply letting go.
Of course, we always managed to see the fireworks or attend a patriotic event on the fourth – a reading at Mount Rushmore, a fireworks display in Red Lodge Montana, and one time, we saw up to 10 different fireworks displays in multiple towns as we drove home from our latest adventure.
When I think of July 4th, I think of these road trips and all that we have seen. I am reminded that America is an amazing place. If you get a chance to get out an explore it, do so. You won’t regret it.
Have a happy and safe 4th of July everyone.
Here is a link to a list of ways you can help Oklahoma residents.
Lost animals: If you find displaced animals, you can take them to the Animal Resource Center at 7949 S. I-35 Service Rd. (405) 604-2892. They are also offering displaced people shelter for the night as well.
Animal aid: The Pet Food Pantry of OKC is offering dog food, cat food, leashes, collars, food bowls, etc to those in need. (405) 664-2858 www.petfoodpantryokc.org
As we deal with yet another snow storm (and yet another brutal morning commute), I am finding myself thinking back to a walk we took a few days ago. On that day, the only snow the dogs and I could find was under our feet. The weather was warm (37 degrees) and only a small breeze blew on our faces as we made our way up and down the hills around Alimagnet Lake.
Jasper was able to get off leash and chase his favorite tennis ball. He can hustle like no other dog I know.
Cupcake kept up with her sister and brother, but her highly sensitive sniffer took time to check out the new smells.
My favorite part about this park is how the trail weaves through the woods. Daisy loves to explore them and I love watching her do so. It gives me great joy to see her feel her freedom this way. She loves running through them and leaping over logs. She always comes back with a smile on her face.
As we walked, the setting sun warmed our faces and our bodies. On days like these, I can feel my soul filling up. There is a feeling of contentment that comes from being in the woods as they turn an amber glow from the sun’s rays. Somewhere in those woods are deer and coyote and owls and rabbits – all waiting to emerge into the quiet night.
I’ve been doing a lot of reflecting this past week. Not just about the past year, but about my life in general. Maybe it’s all the blog posts looking back on 2012, or all the empowering messages on Facebook, or maybe it’s Kristine’s post over at Rescued Insanity that is driving all this introspection. I’m not sure.
What I do know is that I have been in a fog for over a year now, probably a left over hangover from closing down my pet sitting business. They say losing a business is like losing a loved one. I guarantee you that in my case this was true. I loved what I did. I loved working with people’s pets every day. I loved the feeling of accomplishment from running my own business. And, I loved knowing I was making a difference in pet’s lives. Giving all of that up was one of the hardest decisions I ever had to make. In fact, I delayed it for a long time. It’s no surprise that the fog was so thick and consuming for so long after all was said and done.
It is only now that I feel the fog finally starting to lift. The question is, where does that leave me? What is next?
I am starting to get hints of what it might be or where I might go, but there is so much more to be fleshed out.
What I do know for sure is that it will have something to do with animals. How can it not?
When I was a young girl, I used to sit on banks of the ponds across the street from my house and observe (and yes, even take notes) the Canadian geese (I think I imagined myself as some sort of young Jane Goodall). When I was in high school, I was so excited to discover that they offered a class in animal behavior (animal biology was my second favorite class) and soaked up as information as I could.
Throughout my early years, I rescued animals of all kinds, cats, dogs, bunnies, squirrels and even raised a baby bird after it fell from its nest and raised it to fly.
In my 30’s, I volunteered at an animal shelter and soaked up as much information as I could from the dog trainers, as well as the dogs. I used to use my knowledge of appeasement signals to help the more fearful dogs come out of their kennels to go outside for a walk or to just receive love and attention.
My favorite shows to watch are about animals and nature. And recently, when I had the chance to attend a Suzanne Clothier seminar, I jumped at the chance. I only wish I could have attended the whole weekend!
Clearly, I was meant to be around animals, to study them, to learn from them. Maybe pet sitting was the right career for me at one time, but is it now? I’m not so sure anymore. I think perhaps I am being taken in a new direction. Maybe pet sitting was simply the stepping stone that was to lead me to something better. I guess only time will tell.
So what will be next? I don’t know for sure, but whatever it is and wherever I go, I feel I am finally heading in the right direction. Maybe 2013 is a year for new beginnings. One thing is certain, I can see the sun through the fog and it is getting brighter very day.
I don’t have many words for today. I think like all of you, like all Americans, I am saddened by what happened in a small town in Connecticut on Friday. I can’t wrap my head around the fact that so many children have been lost and that those who loved them either lost their lives in trying to save them or are left to suffer the grief of being left behind without them.
I tried to think of something profound I could say today.
I tried to think of something comforting I could write.
I tried to think of something inspiring I could share.
And then, I came across the words of my fellow bloggers and others. They have better words than I.
Children aren’t supposed to understand these things. Many times, they aren’t even capable of it. And children certainly aren’t supposed to experience them, as the schoolchildren in Newtown did.Before Owen went to bed Friday night, he knelt beside his sleeping younger brother’s bed. He petted Lindell’s head and smoothed his hair. “I can’t stop thinking about those kids,” he said.I doubt any of us ever will.
Carrie (and Bunny) from Tales and Tails
My guess is that there weren’t too many people who didn’t go home yesterday and be glad that they could and that they could hug their loved ones and tell them they were glad to see them after learning the sad news of the day. I bet a lot of dogs and cats worked overtime to comfort their humans. A lot of those humans who died were still very young, but that doesn’t mean that they won’t leave a legacy for the world. Hopefully, the whole world will learn to think and act differently after what happened yesterday. Maybe Christmas and Hanukkah and Kwanzaa will all mean more to people this year as they hold their loved ones a little closer. It’s still too early to know what the legacy of the very sad day yesterday will be, but I hope that it will blossom into a beautiful thing. We sure don’t need to look for the ugliness in the world any more.
Dogs to help mend hearts in Newtown; Naomi, NIx from the Chicago Tribune
A team of golden retrievers made an 800-mile journey from the Chicago area to Newtown, Conn., over the weekend to comfort those affected by the recent school massacre.
“Dogs are non-judgmental. They are loving. They are accepting of anyone,” Hetzner said. “It creates the atmosphere for people to share.”
Pamela from Something Wagging This Way Comes
But I will share the lesson I’m trying to learn today: Allow people to be stupid in their grief…. My choice is to exercise my compassion muscles by allowing us to be stupid in our grief. And I’ll try to keep my compassion muscles toned when I see people acting out their grief in other situations.
Ann Curry, NBC News
Imagine if we all committed 20 acts of kindness to honor the lost children of Newtown..(or 26 acts, including the heroic teachers.) I’m in. A growing number on Twitter are in. #20Acts #26Acts What do you think FB friends? If yes, share!
I admit it. I fell asleep on the couch last night. I never did get around to writing a post for today. So what does one do when they aren’t prepared? Tap dance!
No. No. No. (You would NOT want to see me tap dance.)
So what do I do? I share a picture!
How about a little hide-and-seek? Can you find the Daisy dog?