When Gypsy was found I was in a much better financial position and able to send money toward her surgeries. I still have the metalic ribbons they sent me for my car. Gypsy is well today and has a wonderful home.
Please sign this petition to hold a NFL player accountable for fighting animals. Nobody should be allowed to get away with this horrible and cruel practice. Not for fame, money, or any reason whatsoever!
Most of what I really need to know about how to live and what to do and how to be, I learned in kindergarten. Wisdom was not at the top of the graduate school mountain, but there in the sandbox at nursery school.
These are the things I learned: Share everything. Play fair. Don't hit people. Put things back where you find them. Clean up your own mess. Don't take things that aren't yours. Say you're sorry when you hurt somebody. Wash your hands before you eat. Flush. Warm cookies and milk are good for you. Live a balanced life. Learn some and think some and draw and paint and sing and dance and play and work everyday some.
Take a nap every afternoon. When you go out into the world, watch for traffic, hold hands and stick together. Be aware of wonder. Remember the little seed in the plastic cup. The roots go down and the plant goes up and nobody really knows how or why, but we are all like that.
Goldfish and hamsters and white mice and even the little seed in the plastic cup -- they all die. So do we.
An then remember the book about Dick and Jane and the first word you learned, the biggest word of all: LOOK. Everything you need to know is in there somewhere. The Golden Rule and love and basic sanitation, ecology and politics and sane living.
Think of what a better world it would be if we all -- the whole world -- had cookies and milk about three o'clock every afternoon and then lay down with our blankets for a nap. Or if we had a basic policy for our nation and other nations to always put things back where we found them and cleaned up our own messes. And it is still true, no matter how old you are, when you go out into the world, it is best to hold hands and stick together.
It's Important To Love One Another...
Please Click the Link and Play the Game. Help Feed the World!
I Stood Beside Your Bed Last Night Author Unknown.
I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep. I could see that you were crying, you found it hard to sleep. I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear. "Its me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here" I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea. You were thinking of the many times your hands reached down to me. I was with you at the shops today, your arms were getting sore. I want to take your parcels, I wished I could do more. I was with you at my grave today, you tend it with such care. I want to reassure you that I'm not lying there. I walked with you towards the house as you fumbled for the key, I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said "It's me". You looked so very tired and then you sank into a chair, I tried so hard to let you know that I was standing there. Its possible for me to be so near you everyday, to say to you with certainty "I never went away". You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew That in the stillness of that evening I was very close to you. The day is over.... I smile and watch you yawning and say, " Good Night, Sweet Dreams, God Bless, I'll see you in the morning". And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide I'll rush to greet you and well stand together side by side. I have so many things to show you, there's much for you to see. Be patient, live your journey out; then come home and be with me.
This Photo was made by my friend Kris H of Care2 Thank You Kris...
R I P Angel
I'll see you one day at Rainbow Bridge. I'll love you forever. Mom.
Bubble Spooky by my amazing friend Uno!
I have always loved reading and would probably rather be with a good book than most anything else!
Here are some links to my favorite authors. These people can write...
When I look out my window, Many sights to see. And when I look in my window, So many different people to be... That it's strange, so strange. You've got to pick up every stitch, You've got to pick up every stitch, You've got to pick up every stitch, Mm, must be the season of the witch, Must be the season of the witch, yeah, Must be the season of the witch.
When I look over my shoulder, What do you think I see? Some other cat looking over His shoulder at me... And he's strange, sure he's strange. You've got to pick up every stitch, You've got to pick up every stitch, Beatniks are out to make it rich, Oh no, must be the season of the witch, Must be the season of the witch, yeah, Must be the season of the witch.
You've got to pick up every stitch, The rabbits running in the ditch, Beatniks are out to make it rich, Oh no, must be the season of the witch, Must be the season of the witch, Must be the season of the witch.
When I look out my window, What do you think I see ? And when I look in my window, So many different people to be It's strange, sure it's strange. You've got to pick up every stitch, You've got to pick up every stitch, The rabbits running in the ditch, Oh no, must be the season of the witch, Must be the season of the witch, yeah, Must be the season of the witch.
by Donovan
Spooky
In the cool of the evening when ev'rything is gettin' kind of groovy, I call you up and ask you if you want to go and meet and see a movie.
First you say no, you've got some plans for the night, And then you stop, and say, "All right." Love is kinda crazy with a spooky little girl like you.
You always keep me guessin', I never seem to know what you are thinkin'. And if a fella looks at you, it's for sure your little eye will be a-winkin'.
I get confused, 'cause I don't know where I stand, And then you smile, and hold my hand. Love is kinda crazy with a spooky little girl like you. Spooky!
If you decide someday to stop this little game that you are playin', I'm gonna tell you all what my heart's been a-dyin' to be sayin'. Just like a ghost, you've been a-hauntin' my dreams, So I'll propose... on Halloween. Love is kinda crazy with a Spooky little girl like you. Spooky, Spooky, Spooky, Oh-whoa, all right, I said Spooky!
by The Classics IV
Maneki Neko -- The Legend
This is the legend of the Maneki Neko:
In the 17th century, there was a rundown and poverty-stricken temple in Tokyo. The temple's priest was very poor, but he shared what little food he had with his pet cat, Tama.
One day, a wealthy and important man was caught in a storm while hunting and he took refuge under a big tree near the temple. While he waited for the storm to pass, the man noticed a cat beckoning him to come inside the temple gate. This was so startling that he left the shelter of the tree to have a closer look at this unusual cat. At that moment, the tree was struck by lighting.
As a result, the wealthy man became friends with the poor priest, and the temple became prosperous. The priest and his cat never went hungry again.
When Tama died he was buried in the Goutokuji Temple's cat cemetery with respect and love, and the Maneki Neko was made in honor of him. A Maneki Neko in your place of business, your home or on your website is said to bring in good luck and visitors.
Maneki Neko is Japanese for "beckoning cat." The message he's holding says "Please come in. You are welcome!" and he is beckoning you with his paw . (In Japan, the gesture of beckoning is pretty much the reverse of the gesture used in the West.)
Have a wonderful and blessed holiday season. Please take a moment to read the following story. 3 years ago my life was forever changed by becoming aware of the cruel and horrible practices of the poultry/meat industry. It is what made me decide to become a vegetarian.
A Turkey Story from Karen Dawn of http://dawnwatch.com/ (Which is a wonderful site in and of itself!)
At Thanksgiving, I remember Olivia. I met her in the year 2000 at Poplar Springs farm animal sanctuary near Washington DC. Having fallen for Babe, the movie star, I thought I was there to meet the pigs. But Terry, the sanctuary owner, started our at the turkey coop.
Terry opened the gate, and introduced Olivia. Olivia had been living on a turkey factory farm till Hurricane Floyd wiped out it. Ironically that hurricane saved her from a particularly gruesome death; turkeys are not covered under federal Humane Slaughter laws.
Olivia hobbled through the gate – "hobbled" because the ends of her toes had been cut off. That's standard practice on farms where jam-packed birds sometimes attack each other. For the same reason the end of her beak had been seared off. That procedure is painful, since turkeys use their beaks to explore for food, so they are loaded with nerve endings. But Terry explained that it is cheaper to hack off the ends of toes and beaks then to give animals enough space.
I was sitting cross-legged on the grassy hill near the coop. To my surprise, Olivia limped in my direction. She came close enough for me to reach out and touch her – gingerly. She moved further in, and I could pet her. It was surprisingly like petting my dog.
I reached my fingers under the outer feathers on her back and could feel a layer of soft down underneath. I had only ever felt that down in luxury pillows. How odd, and lovely, to feel it warm, on a living being.
Within a couple of minutes, Olivia had edged herself into my lap! I continued to move my fingers through her down. She lay her head in the crook of my elbow. She fell asleep. I fell in love.
And I adopted her. I couldn't take her home, but her photograph has been in the middle of our Thanksgiving table, surrounded by a vegetarian feast, for the last five years.
Olivia showed remarkable longevity for a modern turkey. Bred to be deformed with a grotesquely huge chest with lots of 'white meat', she'd been too weak to stand when she had arrived at the sanctuary. But apparently a home with space to move, grass to enjoy, sunshine in which to bathe, and loving care, had given her the will to live. And live she did, happily, until last year when we received the sad news that the sanctuary's lovely little turkey ambassador, my little ward, had died of cancer.
This year we are heading to a local farm animal sanctuary to adopt another rescued turkey. We'll add a new photo to our Thanksgiving table arrangement. But Olivia’s will stay in the center. She changed our Thanksgivings forever, and nobody can ever take her place. --------------- Wishing all a wonderful Thanksgiving, Karen Dawn
Please don't eat me...I'm your friend!
On Love...
Falling in love consists merely in uncorking the imagination and bottling the common sense.
~~Helen Rowland~~
Making Memories of Us
I'm gonna be here for you baby I'll be a man of my word Speak the language in a voice that you have never heard I wanna sleep with you forever And I wanna die in your arms In a cabin by a meadow where the wild beast swarm
And I'm gonna love you like nobody loves you And I'll earn your trust making memories of us
I wanna honor your mother I wanna learn from your pa I wanna steal your attention like a bad outlaw I wanna stand out in a crowd for you A man among men I wanna make your world better than it's ever been
And I'm gonna love you like nobody loves you And I'll earn your trust making memories of us
We'll follow the rainbow Wherever the four winds blow And there'll be a new day Comin' your way
I'm gonna be here for you from now on This you know somehow You've been stretched to the limits but it's alright now And I'm gonna make you this promise If there's life after this I'm gonna be there to meet you with a warm, wet kiss Yes I am
And I'm gonna love you like nobody loves you And I'll earn your trust making memories of us I'm gonna love you like nobody loves you baby And I'll win your trust making memories of us
by Keith Urban
Diamonds and Rust
Well I'll be damned Here comes your ghost again But that's not unusual It's just that the moon is full And you happened to call And here I sit Hand on the telephone Hearing a voice I'd known A couple of light years ago Heading straight for a fall
As I remember your eyes Were bluer than robin's eggs My poetry was lousy you said Where are you calling from? A booth in the midwest Ten years ago I bought you some cufflinks You brought me something We both know what memories can bring They bring diamonds and rust
Well you burst on the scene Already a legend The unwashed phenomenon The original vagabond You strayed into my arms And there you stayed Temporarily lost at sea The Madonna was yours for free Yes the girl on the half-shell Would keep you unharmed
Now I see you standing With brown leaves falling around And snow in your hair Now you're smiling out the window Of that crummy hotel Over Washington Square Our breath comes out white clouds Mingles and hangs in the air Speaking strictly for me We both could have died then and there
Now you're telling me You're not nostalgic Then give me another word for it You who are so good with words And at keeping things vague Because I need some of that vagueness now It's all come back too clearly Yes I loved you dearly And if you're offering me diamonds and rust I've already paid...
by Joan Baez
There is nothing I'd rather watch than Michelle skate...while others may have won a gold medal, they quickly faded away. Michelle is truly in a class by herself.
Please check the links. They are to You Tube. Some of my favorite routines, starting with Michelle's Fields of Gold from the Salt Lake City Olympics, which is my absolute favorite.
Passionate about what I believe in; willing to go to the proverbial wall for it.
I love animals...I have 7 cats and 2 dogs, all are rescues. Couldn't/wouldn't want to live without animals in my life.
I'm a California Girl, born and raised. A radical liberal.
A Corrections Caseworker who believes in showing people the possibilities that exist. My professional life is all about helping people who have decided they want to change.
Love to read. Garden. Aerobic Dance/Cardio Kick Box. Walk/jog. Sleep, ;-)
About C2 friendships....WoW...If I don't know you from the groups I probably won't accept your request before getting to know you. That's reasonable. If you are a person who picks your friends based on who my friends are (or are not) please don't bother. I'm true to myself and my beliefs. I'm true to my friends. I dislike ultimatums.
Please know this; if you are on my friends list, you're there because I care about you. You're important to me. Even if we seldom speak, I've chosen to be your friend because we share some connection. Cats, politics, womens issues, maybe a combination of all. I really can look at my friends list and say, "Oh, yes, that's Lorri, she's my sister in all my issues." Or, "That's Sugar, we're cat lovers." Or, "That's Rachel, my newest friend at AbSi and little sister." See...?
"Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow. Don't walk behind me, I may not lead. Walk beside me and be my friend."
~Albert Camus~
"We all take different paths in life, but no matter where we go, we take a little of each other everywhere."
~Tim McGraw~
"Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart."
~Anon~
"People are like stained glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within."
~Elizabeth Kubler-Ross~
“The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch and swing with, never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you've ever had.” ~Unknown~
"A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out."
~Anon~
"We all have to play the hand we're dealt."
~Ryan White~
"Life is beautiful, even more when you live it intensely, minute per minute, second by second." "Please don't drink and drive."
~Jacqui Saburido~
"Life is what happens to us while we're busy making other plans."
~John Lennon~
To mature is to go on creating oneself endlessly.
~Henri Bergson~
"I want to make my part of the world a better place to live during my lifetime!" ~Spooky Cat~
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Testimonial on Jun 12, 2005
spooky is one of a kind, an cares deeply about animals an friends
anybody would miss out if spooky wasnt on there friends list