Meant to be....

Sometimes, the powers that be send us very clear messages if we are quiet enough to hear them. Our last two dogs that passed away, one of old age, the other of pancreatic cancer, were Lucy and Sadie. The two new dogs that have just come into our lives are....drum roll inserted here....Lucy and Sadie. Lucy came to us on the 100th birthday of Lucile Ball and Sadie came to us on my grandfather's birthday. My grandfather brought me up. He was my mother, my father, and my grandfather all rolled into one. Yes, these are just coincidences....but are they also signs that life truly is a circle in many ways if we take the time to notice.

I am having another trying day anxiety wise but holding our dogs, tending to their different needs, and taking the time to honor what's good in my life can sometimes make a huge difference. Yes, I have an upset stomach, the trembles, feel out of sorts, and overwhelmed, but I am also experiencing moments of tenderness, laughter, and a bit of hope. My 11 year old little guy Sheltie Sam has an abscess in his cheek. He has had two surgeries to no avail. Whatever foreign body is in there has yet to work its way out. Yet, with natural remedies, he is full of life, beebopping around with joy in his heart. He rolls right over onto his back, lets me tend to his wound and keep it drained for him. No yelps. No complaints. What the animal doctors have charged us thousands of dollars in surgeries and could not correct, we are now handling in a natural way. Sometimes natural is the best approach for an 11 year old little guy who has been traumatized enough. Here's hoping the tincture will finally accomplish what all the surgeries could not. Keeping the faith!

Life is all about change, isn't it?

I chuckle because I keep having to change my password to get into my own blog since I keep forgetting it. Must be a sign of old age or something, but thankfully, I still manage to muck my way through all the demands needed to blog once again.

After deciding we would just let our dog family dwindle, and just foster once in a while, we jumped in head first and are in the process of adopting two new dogs. This will bring our pack back up to seven, one more than we were planning. Still, it all seems to work somehow and the dogs bring us great joy, love, and compassion. The more the merrier. So a giant welcome to Lucy the Border Collie and Sadie the Sheltie. May you bring us laughter and lots of doggy kisses for years to come!

So we have two new sweet dogs to hold and care for!

Sadie is a lovely little princess who actually prances when she runs. She is almost seven years old. Lucy is a tiny BC, one of the smallest I have ever seen but estimated to be between 2-4 years old. She is a pistol, just full of energy. With our other 5 "regulars", they ought to keep us hopping.

As I have mentioned a few times before, I have an anxiety disorder that rears its ugly head every now and then when I least expect it. Right now I am once again having a pretty tough time of it. Unpredictable panic attacks are no picnic but living panic free just doesn't seem to be in my immediate future. What IS in my future is being able to divert my own thoughts to positive ones by adopting, caring for, and loving these precious animals. No, my panic does not disappear with this approach but it does get me thinking about someone besides myself when the going is tough. I highly recommend that anyone with an anxiety disorder look for ways to help others during some of your most trying times. It makes a difference to who you are helping and helps you to feel better about yourself!