True beauty in our cruel world

This is the most beautiful photo depicting the emotional connection like humans. We all (animal and human) know emotions and we all feel love and pain.

Compassion and kindness

❤️❤️❤️

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Tribute to a rescued soul

June 2006 – who rescued who?

I am heartbroken beyond words. My beautiful boy Ruffy has spread his beautiful angel wings and left us.

For all those who know me he was my world.

He was at my side constantly for the past 12 1/2 years, this is a tribute to him from me and the special bond and love we shared.

He was a rescue dog and seriously it was the best thing I ever did. He was the most incredible dog I have ever known. Funny, sweet and full of personality. I would love to share this tribute with you.

RIP Ruffy Bendle.

You were so loved. You are a hero in the eyes of all who have been with you for the last three weeks. Your strength was Herculean. Your love constant. My house, my world, my car, my everything is forever changed.

Rest now little one.

Please visit me.

I love you to the heavens and back infinity. Thank you to all who have supported me over the last three weeks it has meant the world and I couldn’t of got through it without you. You know who you are ❤️❤️❤️

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Begin again? New Beginnings

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We were given a treasure
So beautiful and unique
Something to be marveled at
Full of secrets and mystique

Trees, mountains, and seas so vast
Valleys, lush and green
What more could human beings have asked

Lakes so still, with mountainous reflection
Reality or dreaming
Life, humans, universe are experiencing perfection

The quiet, nature,
stop for a moment
Just listen

as a river flows
as the wind blows
Falling snows
Watch
As a flower grows
The suns glows
The pleasure this world bestows
Sadly
Gratitude the world no longer shows

What have we done?

We are chopping down all our trees
Antarctic Ice sheet is melting
Plastic, litter fills our seas

Pollution fills the air and hides our skies
Where is our treasure
our wonderful paradise

This world was a masterpiece
Something to be cherished
Unappreciated
Greed
Our world has perished

Are we ashamed
Do we mourn
Some weep, some sigh
We are left feeling forlorn

Can we be forgiven for human sinnings
Change our ways, mend our world
Begin again, new beginnings

sThursday photo prompt: Beginnings

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Destination Known

Destination unvisited

Excited hardly explains how I have been feeling for the past week

3 weeks here I come. First stop LA, for a over night stay. A fifteen hour flight on the new qantas Dreamliner. 15 hours. Whilst excited about the trip, dread filled me when I thought about the flight. I am without doubt a jet lagger. Yes, I suffer.

Armed with my melatonin for a hopefully successful transition into my new destination. I just needed to get through the long flight. I almost feel claustrophobic on an aeroplane. Cramped seats, no fresh air, no escape. Dread!

The Dreamliner was a smaller plane and I made sure with by chatting, then adorning my pleading face to the lovely check in attendant, please please can I have an aisle seat. Success.

Sitting here at LAX, I’m thankful and surprised at the ease of this flight. It went quick, it was comfortable, it was a piece of cake.

Is this new airplane what dreams are made of? Not exactly if you are in economy but it is a hell of a lot better.

The trip itself. First movie, STRONGER with Jake gyllenhal. Wow. Moving. About Jeff Bauman. The spectator who lost his legs at Boston marathon bombing.

Food. Aeroplane food, hmmmm. It was edible. Hey did you know, that they now have little treats on board these new dreamliners. Dreams are only made of this. 😛 okay a bit cheesy. It is a help yourself cupboard. Soft drinks, water, chocolate, cookies, cheese and biccies, fruit. I may have visited that little comfort cupboard once or twice. Deserved though, after I had done a few crazy yoga stretches which had staff chatting and laughing, I’m going to say with me, not at me. Comfort food deserved! I grabbed myself a little comfort pack also, containing ear plugs, eye patch and tooth brush.

Back to my seat. Fluffy bed socks on, check.Ear plugs in, check. Eye patch in place, check, Noise cancelling ear phones over top of my ear plugs. Indeed an attractive sight. I meditated, then attempted sleep.

I actually dozed. Very rare for me as a chronic non sleeper in life in general, let a lone flying. Yes, I dozed. I woke, turned the one way, I watch 10 minutes of a new movie, dozed again, turned again. Then I experienced whiplash, you know that severe head drop that feels like you have just detached you head from your neck. You know the one I mean? It wakes you up with a bang, probably 6 times.

After a few hours and feeling thankful my head was still attached, we were served breakfast or was it lunch, no it was dinner. According to my Aussie time schedule it should have been breakfast, according to my new Los Angeles time schedule it was dinner. So let’s call it dinner-break and forwhat should have been my breakfast, I was served and ate a Greek salad and garlic bread. Noice!!!

Movie number 2. A beautiful movie about friendship, love, heartbreak. Set in one of my favorite places in the world, Italy. Call me by your name. Watch it!

We are here. LA. We have just travelled back in time. We left melbourne Friday 4th at 9.30pm and arrive after a 15 hour flight on Friday 4th at 7pm.

That could be movie title “back to the past “ , which in 3 weeks allows me to say Back to the Future (part 105)

Let the adventure begin.

May 5th 11am welcome aboard America Airlines flight 2580 to New Orleans. Now please pronounce this correctly.

Nu-Or-Lins. I have been practicing all week. I now sound like a local.

Chat soon

Xoxo

Forgive me, I’m turning into my mum 😍

https://witandwhimsy87508112.wordpress.com/2018/04/21/saturday-sunshine/

Hi… I’m bewildered, befuddled, confused, confuddled. Yes a new word, a new word to explain and understand my prickly pickle

Lovely lady, J Blaide over a week ago you nominated me for the sunshine blogger award.

I was blown away, tickled pink, over the moon. Yes delightfully delighted. I set about my response in my mind. Life is crazy busy for me right now.

I moved that weekend, so it was a few days before I actually put pen to paper, or more to the point, finger to iPad.

I wrote, I answered my questions, I banged out 11 more question for my new nominations. I was on a roll.

All good. What’s the problem? Me. I’m the problem.

Firstly I think it is fairly obvious I’m new to WordPress. So my puzzlement begins. “Oh dear” I do not know many people on WordPress. 🤪 This is going to be a tad harder than first thought. That’s okay, that’s okay, I’ve got this!

Secondly a few days of spasmodic speed reading of blogs from people I do not know. How did I find these people? I searched a word and browsed what came up.

Okay I’m taking you back a few steps now. One of J Blaides questions in the sunshine blog nominations was,” do you view or read”. My answer was I view and look for a hook to grab me and then I devour.

JBlaide for the record I devoured your site. Awesome, love, funny, entertaining and fabulous. Congratulations wonderful lady. Very clever, you are. ❤️

Forward a few steps again, back to my spasmodic readings of unknown bloggers. Between my crazy week with work and planning a 3 week holiday, I read, searched, I loved.

All good, “ again, what’s her problem you ask”. Well if you can imagine my screwed up crying face. 😩😝😫😖

I can’t bloody workout how to put my nominated names into my blog.

Seriously I have been trying since last Friday. I can get the full site address name in, on checking other nominees, they only have the name. Grrrr. What am I doing wrong? I research. I learn about the LINK. Fabulous I’m on it. NUP.

I did get one up, yippee. However, on making my second link it replaced the first link. What the? 🤪 NO. NO. NO. NO. I had to walk away.

Now I will tell you the funniest part. You won’t believe me. No you won’t!

Do you know what I did when I left school? Computer science. Yes! I was in IT for many years. Are you laughing? I am. 😂😂😂😂

I pride myself on being very computer literate. So what has happened to me? Sadly, I may know this answer, I’m turning into my mum.. yep laughing again. 🤣

So please excuse my ignorance JBlaide. I so wanted to respond and be part of my new little WordPress world. If everyone, my fellow computer literate bloggers, can please bear with me, I will improve with practice or maybe after a few lessons. Perhaps from my kids. Hmmmm. It’s official, I have become my Mum. Asking my kids to help me. Hahha. I love it. Luckily she is one of the most adored and admirable people I have ever met, even if she can’t use a computer. I may possibly be quiet for a few weeks. Ask me why? I’m off on an adventure. 3 weeks of fun, sunshine& travel. I truly doubt I’ll get much time to write while I’m away but I will have plenty to write on my return. However, I will be reading all your blogs as my bedtime reading. I look forward to it.

Love and thanks

Xoxo

I cry for you

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/sleeve/

#dailypost #saveouranimals #myheart Sleeve

I have a little ache

I’m holding it up my sleeve

I’m thinking of sharing it

Sharing it on this eve

 

I have a heart that breaks

Every single day

For another animal, another life

It is d day

with their life they pay

 

It seems I have no secret

Hiding up my sleeve

Something I have told you

An atrocity hard to conceive

 

It hurts me with a pain so deep

every day I weep and weep

 

For those without a voice

I wear my heart on my sleeve

For those forgotten

Everyday I grieve

 

I hear your cries, I see your pain

Deja vu

Everyday

I cry for you

 

God help you all

Forgive us humans

As we fall

(C) janette Bendle May 2018

RESCUE DOGS. Please take the time to read this article.

For those who don’t know me this is a subject I’m very passionate about.

Adopt Don’t Shop

Ban Puppy Farms

Dogs are not ornaments to be left outside

Don’t own a dog if you are not going to make it part of your family

I BELIEVE IN SECOND CHANCES, COMPASSION FOR ALL LIVING BEINGS AND KINDNESS. DOGS DO NOT CHOOSE TO LIVE OUTSIDE, THEY DO NOT CHOOSE TO BE ABUSED, THEY DO NOT CHOOSE TO BE DROPPED OFF ST A SHELTER BECAUSE YOU CANT BE BOTHERED, OR WANT A HOLIDAY OR OOPS THIS DOG GREW UP TO BE AN ADULT. OH THIS DOGS IS OLD NOW, LETS GET RID OF IT AND GET ANOTHER PUPPY.

I repeat please take the time to read this

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A Shelter Managers Letter

“I am posting this (and it is long) because I think our society needs a huge wake-up call.

As a shelter manager, I am going to share a little insight with you all – a view from the inside, if you will.

Maybe if you saw the life drain from a few sad, lost, confused eyes, you would change your mind about breeding and selling to people you don’t even know – that puppy you just sold will most likely end up in my shelter when it’s not a cute little puppy anymore.

How would you feel if you knew that there’s about a 90% chance that dog will never walk out of the shelter it is going to be dumped at – purebred or not! About 50% of all of the dogs that are “owner surrenders” or “strays” that come into my shelter are purebred dogs.

No shortage of excuses
The most common excuses I hear are:

We are moving and we can’t take our dog (or cat).
Really? Where are you moving to that doesn’t allow pets?

The dog got bigger than we thought it would.
How big did you think a German Shepherd would get?

We don’t have time for her.
Really? I work a 10-12 hour day and still have time for my 6 dogs!

She’s tearing up our yard.
How about bringing her inside, making her a part of your family?

They always tell me:
We just don’t want to have to stress about finding a place for her. We know she’ll get adopted – she’s a good dog. Odds are your pet won’t get adopted, and how stressful do you think being in a shelter is?

Well, let me tell you. Dead pet walking!

Your pet has 72 hours to find a new family from the moment you drop it off, sometimes a little longer if the shelter isn’t full and your dog manages to stay completely healthy.
If it sniffles, it dies.

Your pet will be confined to a small run / kennel in a room with about 25 other barking or crying animals. It will have to relieve itself where it eats and sleeps. It will be depressed and it will cry constantly for the family that abandoned it.
If your pet is lucky, I will have enough volunteers that day to take him / her for a walk. If I don’t, your pet won’t get any attention besides having a bowl of food slid under the kennel door and the waste sprayed out of its pen with a high-powered hose.
If your dog is big, black or any of the “bully” breeds (pit bull, rottweiler, mastiff, etc) it was pretty much dead when you walked it through the front door. Those dogs just don’t get adopted.
If your dog doesn’t get adopted within its 72 hours and the shelter is full, it will be destroyed.

If the shelter isn’t full and your dog is good enough, and of a desirable enough breed, it may get a stay of execution, though not for long. Most pets get very kennel protective after about a week and are destroyed for showing aggression. Even the sweetest dogs will turn in this environment.
If your pet makes it over all of those hurdles, chances are it will get kennel cough or an upper respiratory infection and will be destroyed because shelters just don’t have the funds to pay for even a $100 treatment.

The grim reaper
Here’s a little euthanasia 101 for those of you that have never witnessed a perfectly healthy, scared animal being “put-down”.
First, your pet will be taken from its kennel on a leash. They always look like they think they are going for a walk – happy, wagging their tails. That is, until they get to “The Room”.

Every one of them freaks out and puts on the breaks when we get to the door. It must smell like death, or they can feel the sad souls that are left in there. It’s strange, but it happens with every one of them. Your dog or cat will be restrained, held down by 1 or 2 vet techs (depending on their size and how freaked out they are). A euthanasia tech or a vet will start the process. They find a vein in the front leg and inject a lethal dose of the “pink stuff”. Hopefully your pet doesn’t panic from being restrained and jerk it’s leg. I’ve seen the needles tear out of a leg and been covered with the resulting blood, and been deafened by the yelps and screams.

They all don’t just “go to sleep” – sometimes they spasm for a while, gasp for air and defecate on themselves.
When it all ends, your pet’s corpse will be stacked like firewood in a large freezer in the back, with all of the other animals that were killed, waiting to be picked up like garbage.

What happens next? Cremated? Taken to the dump? Rendered into pet food? You’ll never know, and it probably won’t even cross your mind. It was just an animal, and you can always buy another one, right?

Liberty, freedom and justice for all
I hope that those of you that have read this are bawling your eyes out and can’t get the pictures out of your head. I do everyday on the way home from work. I hate my job, I hate that it exists and I hate that it will always be there unless people make some changes and realize that the lives you are affecting go much farther than the pets you dump at a shelter.

Between 9 and 11 MILLION animals die every year in shelters and only you can stop it. I do my best to save every life I can but rescues are always full, and there are more animals coming in everyday than there are homes.
My point to all of this is DON’T BREED OR BUY WHILE SHELTER PETS DIE!

Hate me if you want to – the truth hurts and reality is what it is.
I just hope I maybe changed one person’s mind about breeding their dog, taking their loving pet to a shelter, or buying a dog. I hope that someone will walk into my shelter and say “I saw this thing on Facebook and doesn’t it make you want to adopt”. I believe in second chances. Save a life. PLEASE
That would make it all worth it.”

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