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Good for the Soul - Page 2
We often stumble across videos and writings that just leave us with a good feeling. It may not be rescue related, it may not be "Bully" related, but it's a good feeling to have one of the "Awwww" moments, or a good laugh.
This page is dedicated for this purpose.
Suryia and Roscoe - Best Of Friends
Where you lead, I will follow...best friends Suryia the Orangutan and Roscoe the Blue Tick hound.
Doggy paddle's the order of the day here for the couple who live at the Tigers sanctuary in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina.
Suryia and Roscoe spend hours together every day - they're particularly keen on swimming.
The two mates see the funny side of most things.
There's always time to chill.
For once, Roscoe's letting it all hang out.
The three-year-old orangutan goes everywhere with Roscoe.
A dog's not just a man's best friend, he's an orangutan's too.
Abandoned piglet is lost and hound: Giant farm dog saves baby pig's bacon by adopting it as its own.
By Liam Milller
A giant farm dog and a tiny piglet cuddle up as if they were family after the baby runt was dismissed by its own mother. Surrogate mum Katjinga, an eight-year-old Rhodesian Ridgeback, took on motherly duties for grunter Paulinchen - a tiny pot-bellied pig - and seems to be taking the adoption in her stride. Lonely Paulinchen was luckily discovered moments from death and placed in the care of the dog who gladly acceptedit as one of her own. Thankfully for the two-week old mini porker, Katjinga fell in love with her at first sight and saved her bacon.
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GROW OLD WITH DOGS
When I am old...
I will wear soft gray sweatshirts...
and a bandana over my silver hair...
and I will spend my social security checks on wine and my dogs.
I will sit in my house on my well-worn chair and listen
to my dogs' breathing.
I will sneak out in the middle of a warm summer night
and take my dog for an ice cream , if my old car will allow...
When people come to call,
I will smile and nod as I show them my dogs...
and talk of them and about them...
...The ones so beloved of the past
and the one so loved today...
I will still work hard cleaning after them mopping
and feeding them and whispering their names in a soft loving way.
I will wear the gleaming sweat on my throat, like a
jewel and I will be an embarrassment to all...
especially my family...
who have not yet found the peace
in being free to have dogs as your best friends...
These friends who always wait, at any hour, for your footfall...
and eagerly jump to their feet out of a sound sleep,
to greet you as if you're a God,
With warm eyes full of adoring love and hope that you will always stay,
I'll hug their big strong necks...
I'll kiss their dear sweet heads...
and whisper in their very special company...
I look in the Mirror...
and see I am getting old...
this is the kind of person I am...
and always has been.
Loving dogs is easy,
they are a part of me.
Please accept me for who I am.
My dogs appreciate my presence in their lives...
they love my presence in the their lives....
you will understand when you are old....
If you have dogs to love too.
Another war story: Wag the Tail
This is a two-minute video of a soldier being greeted by his dogs after returning home after 14 months in Iraq. I suspect even cat people will be touched by this:
The Rescuers' Quilt
As I arrived at the Bridge, I faced all the animals who had gone there before me. Before each of us go to the Bridge, we live our lives like the squares of a quilt in many piles, mirrored in the eyes of the animals awaiting us. An animal Angel sits before each of us sewing our quilt squares together in a tapestry that is our life. But as my animal Angel took each piece of cloth off the pile, I noticed how ragged and empty each of my squares was. They were filled with giant holes. Each square was labeled with a part of my life as a rescuer that had been difficult, the challenges I was faced with in my quest to save lives and the times I had been tempted to take the easy way out and avoid the controversy rather than speak for the animals who could not speak for themselves. I saw hardships that I had endured for the sake of the animals, which were the largest holes of all.
Dear God Letter
Our dog, Abbey, died August 23, and the day after Abbey died, my 4 year old, Meredith, was SO upset. She wanted to write a letter to God so that He would recognize Abbey in heaven. She told me what to write, and I did.
Then she put 2 pictures of Abbey in the envelope. We addressed it to God in Heaven, put two stamps on it because, as she said, it could be a long way to heaven. We put our return address on it, and I let her put it in the drop box at the post office that afternoon. She was absolutely sure that letter would get to heaven, and I wasn't about to disillusion her.
Libby, the Seeing Eye Cat
For those of you who find critters as remarkable as I do . . . . Meet Cashew the Lab, and her seeing eye cat, Libby. I wish for all our sakes that this was possible with humans.
How can anyone not love our animal friends!??
Freedom and Jeff
This is the kind of story you need when it seems like the world is spiraling out of control.
Not many people get a picture of this proud bird snuggled up next to them.
Freedom and I have been together 10 years this summer. She came in as a baby in 1998 with two broken wings. Her left wing doesn't open all the way even after surgery, it was broken in 4 places. She's my baby.
Never judge someone...
'Some people!' snorted a man standing behind me in the long line at the grocery store.
'You would think the manager would pay attention and Open another line,' said a woman. I looked to the front of the line to see what the hold up was and saw a well dressed, young woman, trying to get the machine to accept her credit card.. No matter how many times she swiped it, the machine kept rejecting it. 'It's one of them welfare card things. People need to get a job like everyone else,' said the man standing behind me. The young woman turned around to see who had made the comment.
'It was me,' he said, pointing to himself.
Who Let the Dogs Out?
How Can Someone Who Lives in Insane Luxury Be a Star in Today's World?
By: Ben Stein, Columnist
Dec. 24, 2003
As I begin to write this, I "slug" it, as we writers say, which means I put a heading on top of the document to identify it. This heading is "eonlineFINAL," and it gives me a shiver to write it. I have been doing this column for so long that I cannot even recall when I started.
Lew Harris, who founded this great site, asked me to do it maybe seven or eight years ago, and I loved writing this column so much for so long I came to believe it would never end.
But again, all things must pass, and my column for E! Online must pass. In a way, it is actually the perfect time for it to pass. Lew, whom I have known forever, was impressed that I knew so many stars at Morton's on Monday nights.
He could not get over it, in fact. So, he said I should write a column about the stars I saw at Morton's and what they had to say.
It worked well for a long time, but gradually, my changing as a person and the world's change have overtaken it. On a small scale, Morton's, while better than ever, no longer attracts as many stars as it used to. It still brings in the rich people in droves and definitely some stars.
I saw Samuel L. Jackson there a few days ago, and we had a nice visit, and right before that, I saw and had a splendid talk with Warren Beatty in an elevator, in which we agreed that Splendor in the Grass was a super movie.
But Morton's is not the star galaxy it once was, though it probably will be again.
It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone and ask to be taken to the store.
Inside I'm thinking, 'Can't you see I'm on the phone?' Obviously, not. No one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all.
I'm invisible. The invisible Mom. Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more: Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can you open this? Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask, 'What time is it?' I'm a satellite guide to answer, 'What number is Disney Channel?' I'm a car to order, 'Right around 5:30, please.'
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Five (5) lessons to make you think about the way we treat people.
1 - First Important Lesson - Cleaning Lady.
2. - Second Important Lesson - Pickup in the Rain
3 - Third Important Lesson - Always remember those who serve.
4 - Fourth Important Lesson. - The obstacle in Our Path.
5 - Fifth Important Lesson - Giving When it Counts...
~Read Each Lesson~