We have had Spirit for 7 years today. We adopted her from the Humane Society. They told us that she was found in a barn with about 100 other dogs.
We visited her a few times while still at the humane society, while they spayed her. She would come to the side of the cage, sniff us then go back and lay down.
When I brought her home, she hated the car ride. Spirit hated the front door of our building, she hated the elevator, she didn't want to go through our apartment door! She wouldn't eat in front of anyone. She waited until no one was in the room to eat. She was shy and scared at first, with her tail tucked between her legs, with her whole body shaking.
Her fur was so matted.
It took Spirit about a week for her tail to be raised and wagging. She stopped shaking. After about another week she wasn't scared of the stairway. After about 3 weeks, the elevator didn't freak her out. After about a month, she would eat in front of us and she knew that if I grabbed my keys and the leash, she was going for a walk!!
She always has to know where I am in the house. She sits by the door, waiting for me when I leave to go to work. She sleeps beside our bed.
She is still scared of loud noises. She hates thunderstorms and is terrified of fireworks. But she knows that a hug from me will make her feel better!
She has gone through two illnesses. One emergency surgery two years ago to remove a bladder stone the size of a peach pit. And just this past Dec: major bowel problems that slowly got better with a few different medications. She is feeling better now and back to her happy self.
The joy on her face when she runs around the leash-free park is worth everything.
She has got Spirit.
Spider dogs at Girl Guide Camp over the long weekend.
Camp was fun, even though it rained most of Saturday. We made wands and dragon eggs, we played Quidditch, made jewellery, had campfire. We made potions and sang songs. The girls had fun. I was TIRED!!
On Dec 25, 1994, I became a MOM to a sweet baby girl. 🎉It has been the hardest, most fun and rewarding job that I have had. In 23 years, she has grown into a smart, talented, enthusiastic, loud, funny, opinionated, (did I say loud??) woman who is self-reliant but still needs guidance at times!
My own Mom passed away 18 years ago. Miss you, Mom!! In Remembrance of my Mom and all the other Moms who are no longer with us, and in honour Moms everywhere and of the children who have made us Moms and Step-Moms, have a Happy Day!!!🌺🌷🌹🌼🌻
I don’t particularly like hockey and I sure don’t own a hockey stick. But I am a proud Canadian and a proud, sensitive person and the #SticksOutForHumboldt movement is getting me right in the feels. Today, as I am scanning through Twitter and Instagram, looking at all the photos of the hockey sticks (and a couple boat paddles) and a few headsets and microphones, leaning up against the doorways of people all across Canada, across the U.S.A. and across the world, I am reminded of how small a world this is.
This symbolic gesture to #putyoursticksout, ‘because the boys might need them,’ picked up steam after an emotional vigil Sunday evening at Elger Petersen Arena in Humboldt, the home of the Broncos.
In honour of the 15 Humboldt Broncos players and support staff killed in the tragic bus accident on April 6, in Saskatchewan, put your stick out.
I tried a new recipe on the weekend. Sweet Potato and Ginger Soup. It was really good.
My tree is up. My wooden tree. This is the third year for it. I still love it. A friend made it for me and I painted it and put the gazillion hooks in it!
I bought another string of lights this year! I still think that it needs more lights.
I just wish that I had a blank wall to put it beside. I could even leave it up all year - take all the decorations off and put plants on it or something!!
Me? Canadian, writer, RN, crafter, Girl Guide Leader, Red Hatter, 3-dog owner, photographer, geocacher, cool Mom, and all around FUN and FUNNY person!