Just thoughts

not a sermon

I know Social Media is a supposed to be a place where we can share thoughts, ideas, passions…which it is, but please stop posting horrible crimes towards children and animals on facebook!!

While I’m scrolling through to see what friends and family are up to BANG there it is, a picture of a guy being abusive to  a pit bull or horrific pictures of baby pigs, cows, chickens, puppies and children… I’ll say no more 

I don’t live in a bubble , although sometimes I wish I did!

I don’t often watch or listen to the news, someone once said I was ignorant …ummmm no

definition of ignorant in the dictionary is as follows :

  1. Lacking knowledge or awareness in general; uneducated or unsophisticated.

I am a very sophisticated lady I know which fork to use with what and I have impeccable manners 😀 I am kind and caring  , I am educated and I have knowledge and awareness in all aspects of life.  

2.   Lacking knowledge, information, or awareness about something in particular:  “ignorant of astronomy”.

Well I’ll admit I’m ignorant of astronomy, I can only find the big dipper and the little dipper….I do not lack knowledge,information or awareness on animal or child abuse, or any other crime.

My sister and I were having a conversation about friends and family that post photos of animal cruelty and child abuse on Facebook. Personally I do not need these images forever engraved in my mind, I am well aware of what the human race is capable of, I grew up in a large city and was exposed to a wide variety of things good and bad,  I have worked/volunteered at Animal Shelters here and in Toronto and at an Endangered Animal Sanctuary in Toronto for Bill Valliere as a co-op student , who I have never forgotten, this is where one of the many residents at the Millwood Road location was a full-grown panther who called this place his home only because he had been de-clawed and had teeth removed so he could be used as a “prop”, a tiger who had been de-clawed and abused ,monkeys that had once been loved then chained and forgotten, birds that had been smuggled in suitcases and then found to be too loud or messy, snakes, all kinds of exotic animals smuggled into the country neglected and abused.

I have friends who have had to deal with their own monsters.

I have seen first hand what people are capable of and don’t need it displayed in photos to convince me to stop eating meat or stop animal abuse, or to get involved.

If I choose to get involved, which I do, I will , but please don’t display it and sensationalize it.

To the people that take the photos and make them available for re posting on facebook and other media … why not do something about it????  Don’t just take the picture to see how many likes or shares you’ll get!! Report these people.  To post a photo and say “lets get this guy” is outrageous!  It just enrages people, it doesn’t make them get involved it pisses them off and de sensitizes them it becomes just another photo.   Stop what is happening, this is something we/I forget, someone is taking that picture/video!!!  Sometimes I feel people do things and post photos for this very reason.

In my “bubble” I do what I can to help make a change.

We have 2 shelter/rescue dogs in our home and 2 cats, the cats had the usual “cat” life, their owners just could not care for them any longer, the same holds true for Scamps.  Simba has a much different story, she is our “special needs” girl.

Simba, had been taken from an extremely abusive situation, the animal control officer that rescued her didn’t think there was much hope in adopting her out.  I had never seen a dog so thin and timid, she just crawled across the floor, didn’t know or want to play and wouldn’t leave my side, at 4 years old she was eating puppy food, even after a few months at the shelter just to put her weight back on slowly as not to “shock” her system, we were only able to foster her before actually adopting her and after the adoption was approved we had home visits to see how she was adjusting, when Simba finally came to live with us it was recommended that there be no other pets in the home, wellll, we already had Murphy”the big orange hunter”, and I “constructively reasoned” with the shelter and brought Scamps home then  Gordo,she is the most loving dog I have ever known, she lies at my feet, sleeps with me and is my constant companion and loves Scamps to the moon and back 😀 the cats not so much 😀

I have actually “blocked” a couple of “news feeds” belonging to friends of mine, because they post extremely graphic photos of harm being and having been done to animals and children.

If I choose to learn about these things I’ll google it or go to an organization where I can really help make a difference, we as a family make every effort to cut down on how much meat we eat, but let’s face it, unless the whole planet decides to go meat free we are never going to be rid of slaughter houses, chicken and dairy farms etc. People will continue to abuse children, animals, horses, pigs, dogs, cats and even reptiles.

I understand in order to get the “word out” and make a change you need to be proactive.  But I don’t feel using graphic photos is going to do the trick….it forces me to block or not watch.

I know it raises awareness, it’s certainly got my attention, but even before the social media, people were becoming proactive without the graphics.  I know Greenpeace, PETA and WWF and others do it that’s how my awareness began.

Not a sermon, Just a thought 😀

Simbas Story

Simba, Sim’s, Big Brown dog, Lovey she goes by many names.
We first met Simba about 5 years ago, she was a very different dog then.
She was the skinniest thing I’d ever seen with beautiful shiny fur and the most beautiful brown eyes.
She was taken from her “home” I use that term loosely from our local Humane Society.
The people who were supposed to be caring for her chose to leave her tied up outside and thought also that maybe she didn’t need food and water to survive, not to mention the love she deserved.

When they first brought her into the shelter, she would only crawl across the floor if that, she was terrified to move and would cower when anyone came near her. We spoke with the woman who had gone to rescue  from her hell and she felt at that time that she may not be “adoptable”. She was 4 when she was rescued and being fed puppy food, so that she could gain her weight back gradually and not upset her system.
I truly believe that the penalties for animal abuse should be tougher in this country and others. Fining someone or taking their animals from them is not enough.

When we first met her it was during the winter, she had been at the shelter for quite some time, the staff at the shelter had taken a lot of time with her as they do the other animals they care for, but she was their “special needs” dog. When we arrived at the shelter to meet her they let her out of her enclosure and she just started running as fast as she could running circles around us rolling in the snow, she was out of control, in the process she knocked my older daughter Meghan who at the time was 8, down to the ground and stood over her gave some kisses and then took off running again. Many people would have decided then that this was not the dog for them. But not us!
We filled out all the necessary paper work and waited. We finally got the phone call that we could “foster” her, well this was better than nothing…we brought her home.

She followed me around for the first few days, literally on my heels, kept pushing her nose between my legs from behind, I was getting a little annoyed by day 5 of this…she still follows me everywhere I go without the nose 🙂 and thinking back now we should have renamed her Shadow…

She would pee as soon as we came in the house, or if anything distressed her, we had weekly visits from the woman who runs the shelter to see how she was doing, often unannounced.  By this point we were all so attached to her, and I prayed they’d let us keep her. Which thankfully they did. We finally adopted her 1 month later. We still had visits after that for about 2 months, all the staff at the shelter had taken a personal interest in our special girl. I still after 5 years give them updates on her life and weight. Simies is a little overweight not by much but she deserves it she and is now our full figured girl. It has been said that people soon start to resemble their animals and well I am also becoming a full figured girl, both Sims and I have added more exercise and less indulging in food as our New Years resolutions 🙂

She loves the girls and other kids as long as they are quiet, there can never be any “rough housing” when she is around, our neighbour Emily was running in the yard when Simba came up from behind her threw that nose of hers between Em’s legs and lifted her right of the ground, no one was hurt and it has become a long-standing joke at our house, the day that Emily was rhinoed by Simba, that being said Emily still never runs when Simba is around. She is part Border Collie and German Sheppard, she has a very protective instinct and loves to herd the kids. Often when the girls are playing outside we need to keep the big dog inside. 🙂 For myself I never fear for my safety when she’s around. Don’t get me wrong I trust her completely she has been around babies and small children and even has two cats and a small dog as companions. She is a gentle soul you just don’t want to take advantage of her good nature. 🙂

It was also suggested that she be in a “one dog” family, we already had the big orange hunter Murphy which was great and they became fast friends, I then found Scamps at the shelter about a year later and could not leave him there, I  filled out all the necessary  papers again, not so many this time though and brought Scamps home that day.  They had made an exception, usually you need to fill out all the paperwork and wait a week or two until you are approved, but we’d just been through all of this with Simba and they knew us quite well.  The first couple of weeks were a bit of a trial, Scamps is a small dog with big attitude, we call him the 5 pound Rottweiler  but as with Murphy, Simba and Scamps are the best of friends and I’m not sure what one will ever do without the other, they are very similar to those cartoon dogs Spike and Chester.  Scamps running around Sims and Sims giving him a quick bark as though to say “knock it off punk” 🙂

The video below is so much like them, just makes me laugh every time I see it.

She has turned out to be the best dog and companion a person/family could ever have. I would highly recommend getting a dog/cat from a shelter, not only are you saving a life but your gaining a wonderful faithful friend and family member.

The Sleepover with Beeemmmuuuuurrrrr

I started working for “the man” about 3 years ago, he had 2 dogs lovely dogs Lincoln and Caddie short for Cadillac, they became my co-workers and companions.

Lincoln was 17 when he passed away.  Caddie and I were left with just each other.  Caddie was only 7, and had gone to the groomer , and “the man” had received a phone call that Caddie could not stand up and his breathing was erratic and they were taking him to the vet ,  Caddie passed away just hours later, he had tumors throughout his body, he never showed any signs of being ill,  some of the tumors started to bleed and there was really nothing that they could do for him, my daughter and I went to the vets office to say our good byes. 

It was just awful for the next few weeks, “the man” started to look for a puppy against my wishes 🙂 I felt he should find a dog from the shelter,  however he found  the most gorgeous puppy and had brought him home within a few weeks and named him BMR. Beemur

BMR (Beemer)

He has been my constant companion ever since, spending 6 – 7 hours a day together.

I often say to people, that “the man” has this thought in his head that  BMR is his dog, silly man, he is soooo my dog. 🙂

So back to the story

“The man” goes to Florida once a month for a week, and my family and I care for BMR,  he’s been having sleepovers at our house since he was “knee-high to a grasshopper” 

I already have 2 dogs, 2 cats, a degu and a rat and various fish, the children and Paul.

It makes for a very busy household especially at supper time.

Tonight he is sleeping over because “the man” has gone to the big city to do his Christmas shopping, attend a fancy Christmas Party, see the dentist, and visit his mother.  🙂

As soon as we got home and I let him out of the car, he bolted for the front door and could hardly contain his excitement, my two dogs were on the other side of the door joining in on the joyous reunion.   The barking, howling and shenanigans began.  Running circles around each other, jumping, and yes more barking.  Bmr  has a great night so far, and has as usual made himself quite at home again.

My “old” dog Sim’s is sometimes not the most patient of girls, so there can be quite a bit of growling and quick barks, never bites just lots of warning signals, Scamps is a small dog and loves to bark when BMR is here, he just gets so darn excited 🙂

He is mindful of the cats when he visits they have the power and authority to put any thoughts of play or mischief out of his head.

They are finally all asleep after lots of frolicking in the snow, ball chasing, and rough housing outside,  Sim’s is in her chair, and Bmr and Scampie are on a big fleecy blanket on the floor.  Soon I’ll go to bed and they’ll all be there fighting for space and Paul will try to gain some control of the sheets and his piece of real estate on the proverbial bed.

Always wanted to use that word in a sentence proverbial …….

Bmr will be back again in January for a whole 10 days this time. Can’t wait.


For my first post about the dogs just click on the link 🙂  https://angiesgrapevine.wordpress.com/2012/08/28/my-co-worker/