|Posted by pointzaca on April 25, 2014 at 4:20 PM||comments (1)|
Wow. Hard to believe the last time I posted on this thing was when Skippy diied. Yowzoozas that seems like along time ago.
We didn't stay dogless for very long. I felt that I didn't want to start with a puppy - feeling that there were too many dogs that needed rescuing. And Roberta agreed to look into it.
We found and hooked up with Wisconson Shelty Rescue run aby an obsessed and very loving woman (Lisa) on the east shore of Lake Winnebago. After our application was accepted (and passing a background check) we were contacted and invited up to meet Marley a young male that had been left outside practically the entire previous winter and then left behind when its young irresponsible owner moved. I fell hard for Marley who has one bluish eye (typical of Merles but he's not a Merle, he's more of a typical Tri Color Sable). He was pretty shy but seemed in need of our love. It was agreed that Lisa would bring him to our house with her to make sure our living situation met their standards-and the rest is now 3 years of history.
Marley will be 4 years old in July and has come a long way from the dog who had no idea of what come, stay, sit, good boy, or much of anything meant. He his still somewaht shy around strangers and he gets nervous when we have a houseful of company, but he is such a sweet little guy, and in addition to learning all the basic commands he has even earned an AKC Good Citizen certificate. A very high energy dog who loves his large fenced back yard but also wants to go explore the neighborhood every day as well.
Many thanks to Wisconsin Shelty Rescue for all they do, and all the others who do such good work with animals.
|Posted by pointzaca on February 15, 2011 at 12:01 AM||comments (0)|
R.I.P. Mr. Skip The BS. July 25, 2001 to February 14, 2011. We dost our precious Shetland Sheepdog (Sheltie) far too soon to Kidney Disease. He never had a day he wasn't dearly loved and taken wonderful care of and paid us back with pure love. We will miss you Skippy. Good Bye again little buddy.
|Posted by pointzaca on February 5, 2011 at 11:56 AM||comments (0)|
And so anyway although ...
I used to use that as a lead for Journal Entries in a writing class @ Long Beach City College - Lib Arts Campus (Hello Alan Bundy) who, in spite of his being very open minded and encouraging about giving us freedom from "writing rules," wanting his students to feel we could just write without worrying about punctuation, or criticism, absolutely hated that phrase. Sorry Alan, I still like it.
Life goes on, as up & down as ever, plans get made - plans get changed by life, might as well make them on a dry erase board or an Etch-A-Sketch.
We had an Adventure planned to Peru that would have started next week, but our little buddy Skippy, (AKC registered name: Skip the BS), our Shetland Sheep Dog, at 9 1/2 yrs old has Kidney Disease. So trip got postponed to April, and maybe cancelled completely if he's still with us then.
He no longer eats or drinks regular enough or eats his standard food to leave at the kennel, he is getting Hydrated 3 X a week at his vet, not going to do feeding tubes or anything. He loses a little weight, then has a good day here and there eats something (we keep trying anything and everything), and gains a little back, but doesn't have the energy or appetite of a healthy dog, and is slowly slipping away from us.
|Posted by pointzaca on February 8, 2009 at 10:02 PM||comments (0)|
Nothing is as nothing does ...and I'm looking at this little website for 1st time in a long time and thinking it's been a couple three years or so and where did I want to go with it? And I dug real deep into my mind and I got ... nothing.
I'm not into spending endless hours on the computer and that's probably a good thing (for me anyway).
I have a messed up left shoulder and will have surgery March 2nd. So even though I'm right handed, typing and mouse pad takes both hands which are attached to arms and the muscles in left shoulder after a while tell me to STOP it.
I am finally getting "my room" in the house we moved into in Fall of 2007 a little straightened out (de-cluttered enough to actually get it semi-organized enough to get some use out of it).
|Posted by pointzaca on February 22, 2007 at 8:46 PM||comments (0)|
Long Time Gone
Current mood: cheerful
So it's been like 2 months since I posted a blog. Doubt that anybody noticed. All the usual stuff still going on: work, family, sleep, eat, doggie, take care of living a full life (with 5 kids and 4 grandkids between us, a horse, & a doggie mean there's usually no shortage of activities). I held down the homestead when my Lucy (who doesn't die her hair red anymore - thinks she's too old) and her Daughter went to Denmark & Sweden right after Christmas on a whirlwind visit to the new Danish in-laws and some other sights. But my turn came 1st week in Feb. I went to San Diego for Business and then some pleasure, seeing some old freiends, places (LB, HB, RS/SBdo), and former pre-fab employers Had beautiful weather there while it was below freezing at home, (Yes-Calif. in Feb. is so bitchin') and after a few days there I realized that though enjoyed it, I just didn't feel like I could live there again, just too crowded. But it was a good trip and I'd get by if i did go back, but would have to live somewhere off the beaten path. And not as nice as North SD County. So anyway there's a post.
|Currently listening : |
By The Chantays
Release date: By 05 July, 1994
|Posted by pointzaca on December 17, 2006 at 10:27 PM||comments (0)|
A Christmas Letter this year, well, it just didn?t get done.
Usual excuses: work, shopping, watching football, having too much fun.
The economy here keeps on growing, just like all the flowers Roberta has planted.
And we are healthy, happy, and, I hope, wise enough not to take any of it for granted.
So instead of trying to share all the events of 2006, we will instead just make a wish - for all family & friends to have a Merry Christmas & a safe & healthy 2007.
|Posted by pointzaca on October 23, 2006 at 9:40 PM||comments (0)|
Little Miss Sunshine.
Go See It.
You Need To.
Laugh A Lot.
It's A Gas.
Take A Friend.
You'll Be Glad.
I'm Not Kidding.
|Posted by pointzaca on June 17, 2006 at 10:31 AM||comments (0)|
Plenty ol' hot here in cheesehead land finally, not that I'm all excited about it. Had too much "Hot" growing up in Sacramento (people used to drop dead every year at the State Fair) and then from '80-'90 in San Berdoo. Got a bit tired of it. And it's humid as hell here when it's hot, and I'm married to a woman who hates Air Conditioning, actually can't tolerate it very much at all, gets sick, the whole deal. So we compromise and do it her way, but sometimes she'll relent and we can use it so the dog doesn't croak. Good thing we have a dog.
|Currently listening: |
An Evening of Acoustic Music
By Taj Mahal
Release date: By 11 November, 1997
|Posted by pointzaca on May 31, 2006 at 1:05 AM||comments (0)|
Once upon a time there were two brothers.
One brother was very mischievous, always getting into trouble.
The other brother, however, was very good. He was always kind to animals, helped elderly neighbors, and led an exemplary life.
As time went on, the brothers stayed in touch but were never close.
The evil brother became a heavy drinker and a womanizer.
The other brother was a devoted husband and father and supported many charities.
One day the evil brother died.
Then, after a few years, the good brother passed away.
He went to heaven and was rewarded with a happy afterlife.
One day he went to God and asked, "Where is my brother?
He died before me, but I have not seen him here in heaven."
God replied, "As you know, your brother led an evil life, so he is not spending eternity here in heaven. He has been sent elsewhere."
"I'm sorry to hear that", the good brother replied. "But I do miss him and wish I could see him again."
"You can see him if you wish", God said. "I will give you the power to gaze into hell."
So the power was granted and the good brother gazed into hell. Before long he saw his brother sitting on a bench. In one arm he held a keg of beer, and in the other he cradled a gorgeous young blonde.
The good brother turned to God and said, "I can't believe what I'm seeing. I have found my brother, and he has a keg of beer in one arm and a beautiful woman in the other. Surely, hell cannot be that bad."
God explained. "Things are not always as they seem. The keg has a hole in it.
The blonde doesn't."
|Posted by pointzaca on May 25, 2006 at 1:29 AM||comments (0)|
Current mood: sad
A bad couple of days for sadness and craziness.
One of my co-workers had a nephew and a couisin and 2 of their freinds get caught up in & shot in a drive by gang shooting in Chicago last weekend. The cousin died, and the nephew is on life support with massive clotting in his brain. I met the nephews sister last year at a dinner when we were in Chicago for a trade show. The nephew is 29 and a grad student. My co-worker summed it up:"What a waste!"
Then tonite my oldest stepdaughter called her mom with news that her oldest sons (my wifes grandson) long time girlfriends younger brother had killed himself. And she (his sister) had been the one who found him. She is such a sweet girl. She and grandson have been going together since she was a sophmore in HS and she is now senior in college. He graduated from college last year and we all sort of assume they'll probably get married next year after she finishes. Her parents must be devastated, and what a tragic memory for her, finding him like that. Again, what a waste!
I don't believe God really controls the day to day bull shit and craziness or even the happy stuff in our world. He (the unknowable essence of energy that created this planet and the lifeforms that inhabit it) only made this level of existence as a testing ground for our souls in his other worlds. How we deal with the tests and trials here, and if we work to aquire good attributes, determine how close we can be to that energy in the next world (heaven) or how far away (hell) we have to be. So, for me, it doesn't do any good to blame God for shootings and war and suicide or car wrecks, or any of the other zillion and one calamities on this planet. Most of these are shit we created - and the other stuff just is part of the overall craziness that makes this such a good testing ground for our souls. If humans TRULY submit to Gods Will, we, of course, wouldn't kill each other, or ourselves.
And I'm far short from walking the walk, i.e. I don't think I'll need much sunblock in the next world. I can almost hear God now, "what a waste!"
|Currently listening: |
Paul Butterfield Blues Band
By The Paul Butterfield Blues Band
Release date: By 25 October, 1990