Tuesday, 21 June 2011

Scooter The Cat...



 Scooter is the Orange Tabby, Smokey is the  grey kitten and Mittens the black kitten...

Things Scooter the cat has taught me.....

Scooter was an old scrawny stray cat that showed up at my husbands store one day..
For Scooter and Neil it was love at first sight I think..
Neil started putting milk and food out for Scooter every day and we got to watch a scrawny beat up old cat turn into something beautiful.
Scooter was named Scooter because he would scoot in and out not letting anyone get close to him.
 About 8 months after Scooter stole a piece of our hearts, He was looking kind of chubby, we thought that the cat was pregnant.
Scooter became over affectionate the day we placed a collar on his neck.
Somehow Scooter knew he then had a family..
We were worried Scooter and the babies would be born outdoors and surely die in the cold harsh winter.
 Even though we thought we were all allergic to cats Scooter came home to live with us.
On April 1, we took Scooter in to be spayed, well on April fools he came home and I say he with a neuter.
Scooter was in fact male.
We wanted Scooter to love his new life so we got him 2 kittens to play with.
Scooter took over as Surrogate dad and mom and spoils those kittens the way we spoil him.
He is spoiled rotten. If he wants anything he just meows and we his slaves jump.
He gets along with the 3 dogs and naps with us all.
He picks who gets hugs when and makes sure he shares his love.

Last week we had a thunder storm with each crack of thunder you could see Scooter was scared. I thought of all the times he was alone in a storm hoping praying for someone to love him.
And love he has lots of love......

I have learned from Scooter..
When life gets you down

Nap often, love lots and make sure you take the time to play..
Scooter also taught me faith, faith that prayers are answered and in your darkest hour there are people to help..
He taught me Karma,
Every good deed is not forgotten, Feeding Scooter and given him love has given us so much more in return.
When Scooter hops up on my lap, snuggles in for a hug,  and relaxes me beyond what any pill could ever do.

Love life, have fun, nap often and do not forget to pass the love and huggs along

Have a fantastic day!

Monday, 20 June 2011

Words hurt...



I have no idea where my words come from,

If I feel like writing it just comes out,

I have no idea who these words reflect,

They just popped off my head and unto the page....

Words hurt...
Words suck..
Pain generates...
Hate takes over..
Mood swings..
Its too late..
damage done...
Two become one..
So sad..
Love so strong..
Thought would always belong.
Part ways..
Gone forever and a day...
So sad..
Words hurt...
Words suck..

I love Hp....

Friday was an awesome day.
Earlier in the week I had contacted HP to tell them what fantastic computer support they have.
A CEO from the company called  me and thanked me. 
I have always loved HP computers and swear by them.
They go above and beyond with their support, working with you even though your computer is
no longer under warranty

Hats off to HP for being such a fantastic company...

Thursday, 2 June 2011

I was day dreaming of my late Nov. swim and this is what popped off my head.....

I was day dreaming of my late Nov. swim and this is what popped off my head.....

Wednesday, December 8, 2010 at 1:46pm

I put my feet in the cold water and thought for  moment I might turn back.
The call to the water was too strong and pulled me deep within its icy grip.
I closed my eyes and felt the cold consume my body as I dipped my self in the lake.
Snow on the shore showing the timeframe of my insanity.
Something deep and spiritual I felt unfolding deep inside.
I felt the negative in my life wash off of my body as I dove deeper in the water that day.I wondered did my ancestors dare go for a dip at this time of year.
I could almost feel them  paddling along the lake next to me.
The cleansing  was a deep spiritual experience something that will hold me through out the year.
Something draws  me in…. Is the childhood memories of swimming with my family .. growing up on the lake..
Or was it the deep  connection I hold sacred to my native roots that I hold deep within my heart.
I wonder are my beliefs… the beliefs of my ancestors past.
I close my eyes now and daydream of that cold snowy day that I was drawn deep with the lake.
I can almost feel the icy grip the lake holds on my soul.

Until one has dove into the icy lake they can not truly feel the refreshing spiritual connection
I hold sacred and close to my heart……