Saturday, September 27, 2014

REMEMBER ME?

Uh yeah, So that blog break lasted much longer than I had planned.
Actually though it wasn't really planned at all.
I kinda lost the drive to write after that whole back stabbing lying ordeal
and then it was so busy at work and it still is!
Usually it slows down when the kids go back to school but people are still traveling.
I guess I shouldn't whine about it...it keeps me employed.
Then just when I started to feel like blogging again I started having computer problems.
I also had my oil light come on in my vehicle so I took it in for an oil change
and of course they found I needed shocks and struts and a serpentine belt.
So I charged that and then the next week I couldn't back out of the driveway.....
Long long boring story but MAJOR repairs to brakes and things that added up to BIG $$$
More credit card charging.
And then my laptop went black and never came back.
Sigh....
The good news is I found this great company that sells refurbished laptops at very reasonable prices 
(more"cha-ching") but I finally have a working laptop and so far it appears to be a step up from what I had!

So I'm back!
I have a lot to write about but not sure where to start.

I did try to read blogs on my phone but I have a horrible time trying to comment,
Finally,  I just didn't.
I lurked.
Facebook was easy to do, so I spent a lot of time over there and
I do LOVE Instagram, it kept me in touch with the world
and I now have quite the collection of boarding pets photos that we've posted on our vet clinic's FB page.
And if I say so myself, I'm kinda proud of them and the reason why is because
we had a professional photographer come in and take shots of our own pets and then she enlarged them onto canvases and hung them around the clinic.
Most of us were extremely unhappy. She cut the ears off of almost every pet and some she cut their noses off!
A few turned out nice but on the average I was really surprised that they weren't better since they are "professional".
I'm not one to usually blow my own horn but my phone photos at least got the pet's whole head and captured their personality.
So I will share some of those photos... but not today.
Instead I'll share a painting that I did.
One of the veterinarians asked me to paint her dog and you all know my bad experiences in the past
but she had found my blog and read about it and reassured me that it would not happen with her.
And really, she's one of my bosses LOL! so of course I did it.
So here's the photograph of her dog:

and here's the painting I did:

She was SUPER HAPPY, which made me SUPER HAPPY and she paid me.
That always makes me happy. 
She had told me no rush and of course that made me drag my feet but then I felt bad about doing that,
so I also did an illustration of her little dog too.
Something she could keep on her desk.

This is what I truly enjoy doing.
The illustrations.....which yeah, I'm still not done with my Kanga book.
Actually haven't worked on THAT at all while on the blog break.
Instead I was very busy with another activity...

But now I'm back!
I will try to get into the swing of REGULAR posting
between doing  the house and yard and work and life stuff
But truly, I've missed you all and I hope you are still out there reading!

Sunday, August 17, 2014

Sunday, August 10, 2014

for TAMMY

My friend Tammy (http://peanutonthetable.com/)
is just the sweetest kindest woman
and she has Malignant Hypertension.
She has to keep her BP down and is taking medication for it.
She recently tore her rotator cuff and will be needing surgery
but has to get some of these medical issues under control first.
And there's the worry of heart problems too.
She's been told to stay calm, cool and positive.
So this post is for Tammy
and if everyone could just take a moment and send out positive healing thoughts her way.
Or say a prayer with her in mind, This little lady could use it.
I've gone through my Pinterest account and posted some calm, happy images.
I think visual images can definitely have a calming effect. At least I hope so!
These are for you Tammy! ....







OOPS, this one might not be good for the Blood Pressure! LOL!






xoxo


Wednesday, August 6, 2014

THE NEW PHONE BOOK'S ARE HERE! THE NEW PHONE BOOK'S ARE HERE!


I'm surrounded by people at work who have no idea what I'm talking about.
Sigh.
Or when I Xerox off paper and hold it to my nose and say
"Remember that mimeographed smell?
and they look at me as if I'm insane.

Or the other day when I realized that no one writes in cursive anymore
and everyone says that it's OLD and obsolete.

and I defend it as easier, faster and as an ART.

Jeez.

And what about people who can't even count back change now-a-days.
I go through a drive through and my total is 6.55 so I give them a ten dollar bill and a nickel 
and they stare at it.
"It's only $6.55, a ten will cover it." they say to me
to which I reply "But I don't want all the change, I want quarters"
....they have no idea what I'm talking about.
Actual money is hard for most of them. They are used to plastic money.

anyway...
I came home yesterday to see that my package from Amazon was on my front porch!
I was so happy. I could hear Steve Martin in my head yelling "The new phone books are here!" 
So what books did I order?
Well, I already had gotten this one-

so I ordered-

and also just learned about this-

and I got this one too-

and I pre-ordered this - 

I can't delay any longer.
Wishing won't make it true.
I need to focus and buckle down and not sweat the small stuff.
I've spent much too much time obsessing over wall paint colors
and yard/garden work
and procrastinating organizing the spare room as my Art room.
Hey! it's MY house.
If I want to work at the kitchen table and have my art supplies in the mud/laundry/dog room, I can and I will.
Maybe some day that room will be my work area
but obviously the fact that it's upstairs and away from everything, just doesn't seem to work for me.
At least not right now.
I might change my mind but it's not my top priority.
I need to LIGHTEN UP FRANCIS


and just get busy.
Someday I will want to retire from my current job
and hopefully I can make enough income from writing/illustrating
that I can live on that and social security comfortable
and not have to share cat food with with my kitties.

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

The UNIVERSE, BLUE and NO PHOTOS.

Maybe the Universe is trying to tell me to keep my mouth shut.
Saturday night and a couple of times Sunday morning, my laptop kept shutting down and going black.
I have no idea what's going on with it. Maybe it's just tired.
I was burning it up into the wee hours Saturday night
Yeah, maybe it just needed a rest.
Sunday I got a few things done on it and it seemed fine again
but then that night my wireless went out.
Still out all day and night Monday.
I tried unplugged and re-plugging and all sorts of things.
Nothing.
So here's a brief post from my work computer,
done while I'm on my non-smoking break
and sadly no photos.
(Thank god I still have a phone.)
I can still do Instagram and read and comment on Facebook.
But no posting with my photos off of my computer
and I can't get the hang of posting comments via my cell.
And....the plot has thickened.
Apparently the back stabbing of the other day is not an isolated incident.
Nope, going on for more than TWO years.
I've had people come to me and apologize for believing her in the past
and for "hating" me.
I'm told even the two new vets were "reserved" around me
because they believed me to be a "Pot-stirrer".
And here I was, pretty oblivious to it.
Just in my own little world.
Sure, I could "feel" that bad energy
and I've caught the look of narrowed eyes sometimes but...
I just went back to my boarders in a quandary.
Yep. Yep. Yep.
So, her confession turned things around.
That and the fact the I had to swear on my Blue's life.
Once again my dog was there for me.
Thank God for Blue
My best bud, my confidant, my hero.
(Blue's photo would be here if I had the ability to access it.)
Just goes to show what I've always known.
Dogs are better than most people
and Blue is better than them all.

Saturday, July 26, 2014

ANONYMOUS comment, LYING and being INCREDIBLY SAD.

Anyone who monitors comments before publishing them probably has a lot of comments in their email from Anonymous.
It's kinda frightening how you can Google something and then you get some weird link in an email.
Not too long ago I Googled Tramadol. I actually just wanted to know that I was spelling it right.
(Tramadol is a pain medication used for dogs and I was sharing texts with someone and wanted to make sure of the spelling).
So, I've been getting strange anonymous comments on past posts in regards to Tramadol. I never click on them, I don't want a virus on my computer,
but sometimes the title of a particular post that I wrote, makes me want to go back and read it and see what I was writing about.
This morning the post that the comment linked to was:
http://oldblackcatboo.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-been-ugly-week.html
So I click on it and saw that it was from THREE years ago.
.............after reading it I thought, what the Hell is the matter with me?
Let me explain.
Thursday I was called into The Office.
Closed doors.
and told that apparently several people had said that I had looked at someone's paycheck and gone around the clinic and told everyone this person's wage.
I was in shock.
WTF? I mean Seriously.
Its always an effort for me to be "social" to some of these women and now this?
I did not do this thing, I was in shock and I quickly stated the I swore on Blue's life that it was not true.
ANYONE that knows me, knows that he is my most precious.
The fact that I could be fired over such a thing, made me sick.
and I do love my job.
I said to her that while I hadn't done this crime, I did know this person's wage because "Jane Doe" had come back to my work area for the specific reason to let me know that she had looked at the check on purpose and then said the wage.
So, without going into major detail, she was confronted again and AGAIN said she had heard it from ME.
Then apparently these OTHER people when asked again, said they had heard nothing from me but just from HER
and SHE had said I told her.
OK. Now I'm going to sound mean but I don't care.
This "Jane Doe" is a loud selfish little troll of a person that has no friends.
Everyone just puts up with her.
She is always repeating stories and embellishing them, inserting herself into them and making herself the hero.
Everything is always about HER.
When my one friend, a co-worker lost her little old dog and was so upset, she interrupted to say she knew exactly how she felt
because when HER dog had been sick and blah, blah blah.
Yeah, her dog had been sick and THEN got well and my friend's dog had DIED.
This same "Jane Doe" had also yelled across the clinic a very offense remark to my niece that was not true.
Supposedly she was talked to about that but there was never any apparent action taken and no apology.
So, because I am incredibly STUPID, I still talked to her and was kind to her.
Maybe it's because I always feel sorry for the Underdog?  or that I just try to consider the source and move past it.
But now I've had my integrity questioned and one thing I am NOT, is a liar.
I even stated such. In fact there have been times in my life where I got myself into trouble because I wouldn't lie.
So I was then asked if I was willing to do a meeting with "Jane Doe",  this woman, who I been a friend to
and the Doctor would moderate us.
I said "Gladly!".
The next day we meet and before we had begun "Jane Doe" said she wanted to first apologize to me
and then turned to tell the Doctor she was sorry she had lied to her.
We were kinda stunned that she finally admitted to it.
The Doctor was surprised as she had anticipated an ugly argument.
But I said that I was very hurt and that she had lost my trust.
To make a long story short, she was talking and laughing later in the afternoon.
and me?
I'm sorry but I don't believe in forgiving and forgetting.
I don't believe that I need to "forgive" for my own piece of mind and let it go.
This is a woman who loved on my Blue and who said if anything ever happened to me,
she would fix up her spare room for him to live in and now THIS?
She could have gotten me fired for her lie.
I have put up with a lot at this job, people who think I have it SO easy.
Yeah, I'd like to see them do my job day in and day out in all kinds of weather, dealing with dog poop stomped all over the kennel bars on the door and over the walls in the mornings and sometimes aggressive dogs and dogs who have so some many special needs.
I do this job week after week. Year after year and
These people grumble about the occasional dirty cage they must clean!
I have a lot of clients tell me that they only come and leave their pets because of me.
That if I wasn't there, they would find someone else.....and it's because I do TRULY love their animals.
I worry that if they go somewhere else, they won't be cared for properly.
and Of course I do have some wonderful days.
Days when I'm so happy being outside and caring for favored boarders.
To me, that's a balance but to others that's all they see and think it's easy.

This has hit me HARD.
It's weakened my spirit and made me question everything.
My life, my job, my future, where I live, everything.
And yet life goes on and that Troll walks around laughing her loud offensive laugh.
I can't leave this job
I have too much debt and I need the back-up of vet care for all my pets.
And... I have put so much time and energy into this.
I've gone from the old kennel at the old location where I dragged hoses up a hill
and had water buckets that would freeze and I was working in my winter coat.
Now at this new building, the work set up is so much better.
And I could be SO happy if I was just left alone.

On top of this, I turned 57 last week.
FIFTY-SEVEN. A friend of mine exclaimed that it's almost 60!
She kept saying that she couldn't believe I was so old and
told me I should be thankful that I didn't look it....
(I have some great friends don't I! )
and I don't feel like what I think 57 would be
but my life is certainly not as I had thought it would be at this point.
I didn't think I would be picking up dog poop with a knife in my back.
Yeah...lots to think about and figure out.
Sadly, nothing that could be done immediately.
I feel like a prisoner  digging a tunnel out with a spoon....
And several of my pets are very old.
Rosie is in sad shape...she's 15 and I don't want to think about that,
much less talk about it.
I guess maybe when most of them are gone
and I don't have to worry about caring financially for so many....
God, isn't that nice? That I have to think about them DYING to be free of this crap.
I'm so sad.
I could be happy doing what I do and doing things I love when I get home but,
to think that there was the possibility of people just thinking this about me and not being able to defend myself.
To lose my livelihood or have the Doctors just believe her and question my character and look down on me.
And then...I read the post that Anonymous left a comment on
from 3 years ago and remember that I was dealing with such mean hatefulness back then.
Truly, what the Hell is wrong with me?
I need to stop being complacent and figure this out.
But I'm NOT forgiving.
I'm not a Pollyanna or a Liar.
and to say I Forgive her would be a Lie.

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Two VERY short videos of my ROADTRIP!

So I guess I took a blog break.
I didn't plan it, it just kinda happened.
I even have a lot to write about.
And lots of stuff not to write about.
By that I mean I went back to some of my old posts and read some
and I'm a broken record.
Yep, don't want to write the exact same thing I did last year
and the year before that and
Jeez. 
That's given me some pause.
Anyway...I had a birthday while I was gone.
Not really thrilled with getting older
but it's better than the alternative.
So, I can write about my thoughts on that...
but not today.
I also took a couple of days vacation...broken record again.
and then there's a dilemma of a dog needing a home, actually it's a pair of them
and I found a home for one but not the other.
I thought I had one but it fell through...
Another long sad story that I won't go into either.
Odd though, how it's breaking my heart
and the people that owned them just walked away.
Sigh.
But HEY! I went on a roadtrip!
Yep! the hermit climbed into a huge pick-up truck,
the kind you grab this handle thing and yank yourself into the air to get into
and rode along with a friend to Minnesota.
Illinois to Minnesota and back in a day.
To get a goat
or should I say a "kid".


My friend lives way out in the country and she recently adopted a baby billy goat
that had a broken leg (which she has been taking him to the vet for and he's almost 100% now)
and while acquiring this billy, a little white girl "doe" goat followed her husband around
and she came home with them too.
So apparently goats are like cats.
Once you get one, you need another
and another...
So now my friend owns 3 goats!