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What a dream I had, pressed in organdy, clothed in crinoline of smoky burgundy, softer than the rain, Was what I started singing last night after taking my youngest to the craft store so she could make a card to thank her favorite coffee shop for their ever-present kindness. What a dream I had,… Read More Sweet love of mine

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The Bachelor 2021 Sneak Peek: “Jazzy.” :) [I don’t know exactly why I took my time yesterday to make this; I don’t watch the show plus I happen to know Jazzy isn’t single, he’s a dedicated family man. But yesterday was a busy, snowy day in which I exploded a strawberry Perrier all over myself early in the day (dropped it then opened it right up anyways; why?) and smelled like a Strawberry Shortcake doll all the way up until I got absolutely drenched last evening by a rain and hail storm during a very inappropriately-timed dog walk in Emigration Canyon so I think that using time I didn’t have on something I could have avoided through better choices was actually pretty on-theme. Plus, look at this guy. If he doesn’t make you want to rename all possible TV shows “AdoptDontShop with host Jazzy Orlando” then you most-likely deserve that Peter Pan pilot guy or whatever his name is]. #saltlakecity #cats #pets #thebachelor

#fbf(2018) #love #rememberthelove We ended up naming our first set of fosters Salzburg, Linz, Wels, Vienna and Austria and they’re all now on the next leg of their journey at the Best Friends Sugar House Adoption Center [now called the BF Lifesaving Center]. These kittens were an incredibly hard group. They were petrified at first which even actually seemed to get worse (for three of them) as the weeks wore on to where Julia confessed to having felt so depressed at the sight of kittens still in such fear of people who’ve spent weeks working hard to help them feel safe that she’d often have a difficult time going in their room to see them. It was discouraging to see the purity of love and devotion unable to even be seen for their trauma and fear, and I heard Julia in this sentiment; I had been surprised too. And when I held Linz up yesterday to give her the blessing of the fosters—“we love you; if you need us, tell the universe to help you find us; may our love always serve to comfort you”—the tears started to flow. For it was early morning, I was exhausted and all the posts yesterday about the Parkland kids at the Tony’s performing that Rent song had nestled. Children singing to heal a world that has hurt them was almost too much. And Linz’s hair is downy, her body solid and strong, and as I held her—then slowly retrieved the four others—reverberations of my soul seemed to call to thought undiscovered truths. That I sacrifice for love and measure my life by it, and for a second, I felt not myself and cascaded through something to where I could nearly feel the existence of All until suddenly my own actions of blessing these kittens were a comfort. In fact, were THE comfort, the singular source of peace I’ve always sought, as if my own voice was echoing back into me so that I could truly hear exactly what I was saying to them. For almost as in answer to Julia’s discouragement and concern, the Universe had seemed to send her a message of perseverance the day after making her confession when Wels—the fluffy little man, most frightened of all, in almost constant flight of some fear—made the trek across the kitten room to get to her so as to...

I made this old post a meme for Twitter so here we are. (Miss you, Maverick. I had to drop his dad as a client after he bought a puppy who was too young to be away from its mom then—right in front of me—told her she was stupid because she was keeping him up at night. At which point it was either drop him or kill him)

“I went to the vet to get neutered and walked out wearing this travesty of justice so I think we can safely say America’s obsession with plastic is out of control.” (Quincy; old pic!) #dogs #coneofshame #pets #saltlakecity

“But I think even more meaningful than sharing a toy with my sister is sharing the experience of me playing with that same toy by myself.” #playtime #dabird #cat #cats #catstagram #catsofig #catsofinstagram #instacat #ilovecats #pets #pet #petsitter #saltlakecity (Monkey and Lola)

Many thanks to Bandita for helping me illustrate how easy identity theft is; she also picked my pocket while we snapped this. It’s rough out there. Be careful! Edit: and the pages they’re suggesting are not ones I EVER followed even when on FB.

“I was wearing them floppy then this just kinda happened but I’m telling you, I feel terrific.” #updo #beforeandafter #makeover #dogs #ears #dogstagram #instadog #pets (Fin)

“Then I guess we should’ve talked before you bought it because whoever it would be, I’m pretty sure I don’t even want them here.” #dogs #barking #welcomeish #securitysystem #dogstagram #dogsofinstagram #pets [Kora; some dogs like visitors and some dogs seem to invoke latent rabies as you’re approaching their door. The most frightened I ever was was a new sit with three gargantuan German Shepherd’s who were all related to one another; I’m fairly certain the owners had no idea how they would react to me coming in which is the gray area of pet sitting because until they’ve actually attacked someone, the owners don’t have to disclose anything and honestly even when they have attacked someone, they don’t have to disclose anything since it’s all the honor system (which as we all know because we understand humanity, is oftentimes not very honorable). Anyways, the very first visit—there were only two visits total I had to do— I kept my head down as they lurked around like they were hunting me (all slowly getting into strategic positions) and I thought, “if one of them attacks, that’s gonna be it for me because they’d all join in” and after I was safely out of the house, I texted the family and told them the situation and they asked a family member to come secure the place that night instead].

“The sunshine reflecting serenely off my green treat dispenser that no one’s bothered to even fill is exactly why my first love will always be the fossil fuel industry.” #redo #catsofinstagram #gogreen #cats #cat #pets (Zoey and her family moved to CA last year and I miss them. Please give her— and all of them—a smooch for me!)

Good morning and happy palindrome date from Chubbs and I. Now that his face has got your attention: yesterday a family I sit for let me know that in November their furnace sprung a leak and started emitting carbon monoxide into their home and, within minutes, two of their birds went from acting totally normal to deceased. Fortunately the people had not yet gone to bed otherwise this could’ve ended being a terrible tragedy. Please make sure that you have working carbon monoxide detectors in all the appropriate places; I am aware of this issue and have carbon monoxide detectors myself yet still had no idea that it could happen this fast. Much gratitude to the family for letting us all know. RIP, Lemon Drop and Hearts. [Aside: and God bless my daughter who never likes any post I put up here unless it has her own dog in it but who apparently always reads them in secret and let me know right away that the first time I posted this about 20 minutes ago I actually had the date wrong] #saltlakecity #carbonmonoxide #carbonmonoxidepoisoning #carbonmonoxidedetector #furnace #safety

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