Just got home from Spiderman 3. Pretty good.

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I liked Shrek the Third better. There's just something about him...

King County Reforms for Animal Care

This beautiful Foxhound is one of the lucky ones; when his owner was done with him (maybe used for stud) Jake was dropped off at an animal shelter. But, as the shelter filled up, Jake's time ran out, so, again one of the lucky ones, he was taken into foster care through a local dog rescue group.
Many wonderful animals aren't so lucky; they're neglected, beaten, sentenced to a life as a puppy machine, constantly being impregnated and giving birth, probably while permanently restrained on a short chain (this is a puppy mill). Some dogs are trained to fight through starvation, neglect, and abuse; and some are used as bait for the fighters to practice on, then discarded when the wounds are too severe to bother treating.

Please visit King County Council Member, Julia Patterson's site to learn about her proposed legislation for reform in our county, and, if at all possible, write a letter to her that she can take to the committee to show them that their constituents want reform.
Patterson Motions for Animal Care Reforms

Here is a puppy who wasn't lucky at all; until he was rescued by a local organization. This picture was taken of Benny when he arrived at RED. He had what appears to be chemical burns or steam on 3/4 of his body. He is making great progress and bravely faces his treatments. He also has pneumonia which he is recovering from also. He wags his tail for everyone and is a joy to be a round.

Jake and Benny are both lucky now, as they wait in loving foster homes for their forever families to find them. Though, they are waiting.


http://www.metrokc.gov/council/news/2007/0507/JP_animalcruelty.htm

They say...

"Life's a bitch, and then you die." But I've recently achieved a slightly different perspective; Life's a bitch, and then you hit 40. (A fate not nearly so merciful as dying). I've already had back problems for a while, so that wasn't new, but now there's my burning feet, my tender shoulders, and my arthritic hands; all causing some debilitation. My eyes are getting worse and have developed "floaters:" little dots that I see as floating around in there, sometimes thinking it's a bug or a person (or a car, if I'm driving). I think I've lost a quarter of my vocabulary, and don't let's forget the heartburn, which seemed to start around the same time that my weight began shifting to my stomach (about which let me just say that even battling a weight problem all my life I have never been made so physically uncomfortable by extra flab), I mean, I thought my warrany had expired at 30..., but I had no idea what was coming.
And how about this mid-life crisis?? Society has always characterized it by strange behavior, they never said anything about the emotional trauma that comes with it. Apparently we're supposed to accept all our unrealized dreams, our failures, etc, so we can begin some new and wonderful life. Number one: when my emotions are fighting my reality I have no idea how to stop them and "accept" anything. Number two: how can anyone possibly have a "wonderful life," new or otherwise, without getting any of their childhood dreams?? I don't get it.

OYY! Life's a beach

Why can't chocolate look that good on me???

Here's Sirius in one of his snuggly moods. This morning he had great fun tearing a plank off the fence so the neighbor dog could come and play. Sadly, for him, he was locked in a crate while his packmates got to play with the guest he had invited.

What a GOOD dog. Wish my dogs were this smart!!