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Tissue Alert

20 May

The pure love of a pet is truly a special thing. Dogs, in particular, seem to wear their hearts on their tails – the happier they are, the faster their tails wag. They don’t really hold their affection back – if they feel it, they show it. Hmmm….maybe we should be more like that.

The dogs in this video are definitely showing their true feelings as they welcome home their buddies from deployment. Warning: if you’re an animal lover – and in particular, a dog lover – this one’s going to bring a tear (or two or three or forty) to your eyes.

Tell me your eyes didn’t at least water a little! Well, if they didn’t you are obviously made of steel. :)



Feel Good Friday: A Pep Talk {A Video}

1 Feb

Stop what you are doing and watch this video. I’m begging you. It is worth every single second of the 3:28 it will take to watch it and you will be so glad you did. Kid President will make your day.

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Happy February, Friends!

Feel Good Friday: Today is a Great Day to Laugh

25 Jan

I don’t like to boss you guys around. I mean, I don’t mind bossing people around in general {grin}, but I really try not to be bossy with you sweet, wonderful people who stop by here and visit with me. That would just be wrong.

But I’m going to boss you today. And it’s for your own good.


When was the last time you laughed – the kind of laugh that you couldn’t stop from bubbling up in you? If it’s been a while, today may be your day!

This video is precious. The baby’s laughter is contagious. And if you’re not someone who’s into baby laughter (and who’s NOT into baby laughter???), this may convert you.

I dare you not to laugh.

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Feel Good Friday: Great Stats & Toddler Steals the Show

18 Jan

I’ve got two – count ’em, TWO – pieces of Feel Good Friday material for you today. Bonus! {grin}

First up is the Cancer Statistics, 2013 report released by the American Cancer Society yesterday stating the rate of people dying from cancer has declined 20% overall (24% for men; 16% for women) from its highest point in 1991. Amen and amen!

This is not to say there still are not too many people dying from cancer because one cancer death is one too many, but this is progress and that’s what we need. The American Cancer Society estimates there will be 1,660,290 new cancer cases and 580,350 deaths from cancer in the United States in 2013. Way too many, but significantly less than 20 years ago and that is definitely something to feel good about. More details about the report can be found here.

Secondly, I’ve got a video for you that my sister sent to me this week. A musician was performing New Year’s Eve and his toddler son decided to join him on stage. This little guy has some serious moves! {I have no rhythm, so it’s pretty impressive to me that he can shake his little diaper-clad booty this well.} What a cutie!

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Feel Good Friday: An Eagle Named Freedom

11 Jan

Barry’s cousin, Carolyn, sent this story to me and I thought it would be perfect for a Friday post.

The following story was written in 2008 by Jeff Guidry, a rock and rhythm & blues guitarist living in Washington state and volunteer at the Sarvey Wildlife Care Center in Everett, Washington. Jeff recounts his experience with Freedom, an eagle rescued as a baby after being found covered in lice and with two broken wings.


This picture is one of the sweetest pictures I’ve ever seen. We always see pictures of eagles sitting alone, seemingly untouchable in their magnificence. It’s so unusual to see one in such a loving pose.

Freedom and I have been together 11 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. When Freedom came in she could not stand and both wings were broken. She was emaciated and covered in lice. We made the decision to give her a chance at life, so I took her to the vet’s office. From then on, I was always around her. We had her in a huge dog carrier with the top off, and it was loaded up with shredded newspaper for her to lay in. I used to sit and talk to her, urging her to live, to fight; and she would lay there looking at me with those big brown eyes. We also had to tube feed her for weeks.

This went on for 4-6 weeks, and by then she still couldn’t stand. It got to the point where the decision was made to euthanize her if she couldn’t stand in a week. You know you don’t want to cross that line between torture and rehab, and it looked like death was winning. She was going to be put down that Friday, and I was supposed to come in on that Thursday afternoon. I didn’t want to go to the center that Thursday because I couldn’t bear the thought of her being euthanized; but I went anyway, and when I walked in everyone was grinning from ear to ear. I went immediately back to her cage; and there she was, standing on her own, a big beautiful eagle. She was ready to live. I was just about in tears by then. That was a very good day.

We knew she could never fly, so the director asked me to glove train her. I got her used to the glove, and then to jesses, and we started doing education programs for schools in western Washington. We wound up in the newspapers, radio (believe it or not) and some TV. Miracle Pets even did a show about us.

In the spring of 2000, I was diagnosed with non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma. I had stage 3, which is not good (one major organ plus everywhere), so I wound up doing 8 months of chemo. Lost the hair – the whole bit. I missed a lot of work. When I felt good enough, I would go to Sarvey and take Freedom out for walks. Freedom would also come to me in my dreams and help me fight the cancer. This happened time and time again.

Fast forward to November 2000 the day after Thanksgiving, I went in for my last checkup. I was told that if the cancer was not all gone after 8 rounds of chemo, then my last option was a stem cell transplant. Anyway, they did the tests; and I had to come back Monday for the results. I went in Monday, and I was told that all the cancer was gone.

So the first thing I did was get up to Sarvey and take the big girl out for a walk. It was misty and cold. I went to her flight and jessed her up, and we went out front to the top of the hill. I hadn’t said a word to Freedom, but somehow she knew. She looked at me and wrapped both her wings around me to where I could feel them pressing in on my back (I was engulfed in eagle wings), and she touched my nose with her beak and stared into my eyes, and we just stood there like that for I don’t know how long. That was a magic moment. We have been soul mates ever since she came in. This is a very special bird.

On a side note: I have had people who were sick come up to us when we are out, and Freedom has some kind of hold on them. I once had a guy who was terminal come up to us and I let him hold her. His knees just about buckled and he swore he could feel her power course through his body. I have so many stories like that. I never forget the honor I have of being so close to such a magnificent spirit as Freedom.