Feeds:
Posts
Comments

Posts Tagged ‘love’

Photo of a dog behind a chain-link fence at th...

Photo of a dog behind a chain-link fence at the Paws and More No Kill Animal Shelter in Washington, Iowa. I took this picture. This looks just like my dog Yuma. He was from a shelter in Evanston Il. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Toby’s 30 hour journey has a good ending. After losing sleep and not being able to justify to ourselves that we had made the right decision for Toby and were not just completely selfish, we called the Cincinnati SPCA on Sunday afternoon and asked if we could get our dog back. We talked to them why we came to the shelter in the first place. We expressed our concern that he would not get adopted and be put down. As much as we want him to have a good home, we are not willing to take the chance with his life that he will not.

My mother told my wife after we had dropped Toby off on Saturday that he was one of God’s creatures and Toby was in His hands now. Though this offered some solace to her, it did not to me. What is God wanted for Toby to have a good home and we were it. Were we giving up too soon on training this dog to be better? After all, when we picked up Wolfie from the Knoxville Animal Shelter nearly 20 years ago, we gave a larger donation to get free basic obedience training classes. She became a wonderful dog, even in the small apartment we had at the time. She still chewed and did things, but we loved her.

It was a race against the clock to get to the shelter before 5 pm. It took them some time to find him, worrying us that he had snapped at someone and they hadn’t updated the computer. The animal handler came back empty handed once and my heart sank. She left again to search a different area. In a few minutes she returned and asked if this was the dog. It was.

Toby sniffed around the waiting area and then saw us. He was overjoyed at our return. He smelled like the shelter. A bath was in his future when we got home. He is back with his toys. He has already peed again in the house. Snuggles has stopped her wondering all over the house looking for him and is now sleeping. Her tail again wages.

The next few days will be very telling. We know we must work harder to train Toby to be the dog he can be. It will take work and discipline. The kids will need to understand what having a puppy means. The dogs they knew growing up were well passed that stage. They’ve never experienced not being able to ignore a dog for too long. The journey will be bumpy, but it will be fun. And should the need ever arise where we must give away a dog? We will make every effort to never take a dog to a shelter.

Read Full Post »

dog fetch

dog fetch (Photo credit: mallix)

What a day today was. Starting before dawn walking the dogs, my head felt like someone was driving a nail through my forehead. No, this was no leftover from drinking too much or staying up playing computer games, this was real and out of nowhere. Not long into dealing with the dogs, nausea showed up to say hello. Surely, this was a real reason to return to bed.

Gave in. Did. Hours later.

It was time to be up, after all the puppy dog chewed up a couple of my daughter’s toys. Hello day. Headache still around, let’s see what can be done with it anyway. On-line to check auctions (not real ones, those in World of Warcraft). Ok, run an instance. Ok, now what. Exercise!

Exercise tried and not feeling any better, what now? The typical Sunday morning routine. Check tweets and trim old ones. Generate new ads being sure to take advantage of Michael Force’s funnel. Done and saved. A few more tweets. Ideas for blog postings go in and out. Nuts. Clean up. Lunch. Dressed.

Video Editing

Wait, I shot videos yesterday. Find the D7000 and get the vids off of the cards. This camera also has a battery recall, time to check the Nikon website. My are not included. Load videos into iMovie. This will take some time, off to other chores.

Was able to spend an hour editing some videos. One is a demonstration of the D7000 panning and zooming, for the photography followers out there. The other is a new take on a concept with marketing. Marketing is more than just advertising, it is about establishing relationships. The woods behind my parent’s house had noises of the chirping birds, cars going by on I-74 and the occasional wind. It was a good metaphor to stop and listen. Listen to your customers, feel their pain, know their desires. Connect here and they will know your product. The video is a connection with listening.

Wrapping Up

What an amazing day. It was filled with illness, headache, tiredness, cleaning, shouting, tears, anger, heartache, forgiveness, love, tenderness and redemption. Like any day. Unlike everyday. And it totally rocked!

Read Full Post »

One step at a time.

One step at a time. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

It is day two of my devotion to making each my own. Today was great! I took control of own path. I became assertive without being belligerent. I stood my ground when I needed and gave yield when appropriate.

I am finding as I move forward that I am becoming less tolerant of the lack of others to try, to do. Giving up as an option is quickly diminishing and my tolerance for that in others is becoming less so. Yes, there is much that is becoming less. I must be advised to myself to be careful. I wish to teach my children, not alienate them. I wish to show and demonstrate achievement, not overbearing. They need a strong leader in their father, not a distant figure others admire and they miss.

The next step is always there

As each day goes by. As each milestone is reached. As each checkpoint is cleared. The next step always presents itself. The next step always comes. The journey is long, each portion well filled and meant to be well enjoyed, no matter the circumstance. Today I push onward, replacing my demons of my past with new angels of love, grace and commitment. It is keeping to the trail that brings one to the end, not stopping and going back.

For me, there is no return to the past ways. Those ways lead me here. Those ways will not get me to where I need, no, where I MUST be.

Travel on.

Read Full Post »