Friday, June 24, 2011

loving today

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bonjour Hep Cat

There's a new Hep Cat pin in the shop now, this time with a nifty speech bubble pin!
Hep Cat wears his navy scarf and star medal of hepness! He comes with his own speech bubble pin that says "Today is a beautiful day" in French. Wear them together or wear them separately -- their expression and sentiment are perfect for every day (emulate picture above)!

Thursday, June 23, 2011

under the sea

B loves books like Under The Sea by Fiona Patchett (thank you Usborne Publishing!). I'm glad she enjoys such books, because besides the fact that they're really educational, they also provide her with informative gems which she'd mention in passing, and I'd be like, "Really? Wow".

Like this evening, she mentioned that there are jellyfish that have tentacles as long as a soccer field! And I was like, "Really? Wow".

And she also told me that some giant squid are as long as a whale. Like, "Really? Wow"! I mean, can you just imagine that? How awesome God's creatures are!

While I am on this topic, I am reminded of my lovely Constellation Oarfish painting by the brilliant Michelle Knowlen of Eggman Studios. Isn't he a beauty!

The real oarfish is as awe-inspiring as the jellyfish and the squid. They are apparently the longest bony fish alive, measuring up to 56 feet in length! They have about 400 dorsal fin rays, with the first 10 to 12 rays being elongated and forming a lovely trailing crest.

It seems that oarfish are rarely seen alive in their natural habitat, being deepwater fish; mostly they are found washed ashore or dying at the sea's surface (sad). The poor oarfish in this video is apparently the only time the fish has been filmed alive:



p.s. B informed me that sperm whales eat giant squid. Of course I immediately thought of that age-old depiction of squid and whale locked in ferocious mortal combat. Wikipedia tells me this is more fantastical than true, but this site suggests differently (this site also seems to offer loads of other intriguing tidbits!).

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

accessorise!

R wearing her apple necklace, similar to a batch of custom-order necklaces I'd been working on over the past month and a half.

The pink-and-orange cord necklace -- with a frosty vintage mushroom pendant -- was among the batch. I was told I should make some up for the shop, and I think I just might!

Saturday, June 18, 2011

on creatures great and small

Animal rights and welfare mean a very very great deal to me. I don't think I have words enough to describe how much. As such, I will support animal welfare groups, and the work they do, however I can.

You may have read my earlier post about my own dog Kip, as well as the wonderful book, One at a Time -- A Week in an American Animal Shelter by Diane Leigh and Marilee Geyer. If not, please take a moment to do so.

I am feeling very compelled at the moment to write about this because just within the past day alone I've read and seen a lot of news on animal abuse that is very upsetting. First, I received my regular newsletter from the local SPCA, which I always open with a sort of dread, because the pictures are graphic and the news is largely sad.

As expected, this latest issue was no different -- reports of badly neglected pets (thank God for the people who report these cases!), a slew of rabbits and hamsters abandoned in public places (some found dumped in a rubbish chute), a cat killed by hanging...

I will not expound the horrific implications of a society where people abuse animals, and where others are indifferent to the cruelty. A study conducted by Northeastern University and the Massachusetts SPCA found that people who abuse animals are five times more likely to commit violent crimes against humans.

Dr Howard Koplewicz, director of the Child Study Centre at New York University, said, "When ever I read about someone committing a horrible crime against an animal and getting off with a slap on the wrist because "it was just a cat", I become sick with dread because I know that as despicable as the acts may be that they’ve already committed, these people aren’t finished yet. They are just getting warmed up".

We cannot ignore what it means when people feel power or gratification in hurting and abusing any living being that cannot defend itself. Nor can we ignore what it means when people respond to these acts with uncaring, heartless indifference.

The SPCA newsletter also reminded me of another issue which had greatly disturbed me -- the importation of 25 wild bottlenose dolphins for Resorts World Sentosa, a leisure and gaming resort on Sentosa Island. Global Animal has an excellent article on this here.

Earlier, I'd signed an online petition urging the Resort to release the captive dolphins. The petition can be found here; please take a moment to help.

The SPCA newsletter states that it "objects strongly to the planned importation of dolphins by Resorts World Sentosa for its Marine Life Park. These animals were caught in the wild and are being forced to adapt to a lifestyle which is not natural. In the process, they have no doubt suffered immensely, being highly sensitive and intelligent creatures.

"Two dolphins died in October last year whilst in a holding pen at Langkawi Island, Malaysia. This news only served to confirm that the whole process severely compromises the dolphins' welfare. Subjecting them to a life in captivity is unnecessary and cruel. Conditions can never come close to their natural environment...

"... As much as Resorts World claims that the well-being of all animals at its [Park] is a top priority, the example it has set by capturing wild dolphins for the public's entertainment, and compromising their welfare, contradicts its aim of educating and conserving the species". More here.

And now, I've just learned of this site. I totally support and applaud the efforts of everyone behind this campaign, but seeing the stark pictures only reminded me of how much terrible suffering there is behind the pet shop trade.

People who ooh and aah over all the cute little puppies in the window conveniently forget, or don't even know about, the appalling horrors of puppy mills. Please take the time to learn more.

And please, the next time you're thinking of bringing home a pet, rescue and give an abandoned animal a chance at a happy life -- adopt, don't buy.

All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.
From All Things Bright and Beautiful, by Mrs Cecil F. Alexander

fear not

From my devotional this morning, perhaps it is God's word for you too:

"... thus says the Lord, He Who created you... Fear not, for I have redeemed you [ransomed you by paying a price instead of leaving you captives]; I have called you by your name; you are Mine.

When you pass through the waters, I will be with you, and through the rivers, they will not overwhelm you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned or scorched, nor will the flame kindle upon you" (Isa 43:1-2).

Hang in there, don't lose heart!

Friday, June 17, 2011

ok.

At almost $300, your dollies can look forward to "the perfect home for the modern family". The Emerson House, from Brinca Dada, has everything the "perfect home" should have -- including six rooms, two fireplaces, floor-to-ceiling windows, sliding glass doors, and recessed LED lights (powered, by the way, by solar panels).

And check out the furniture ($199 please):

I do have to admit a kinda awestruck attraction to Bennett House. This place includes a two-storey living room, elevator and rooftop pool. Wow.

Hm... would these "toys" help give kids the right perception of home? Success? The value of money? (Would they even play with this?) (Would you even dream of letting them?)

And as an aside, after all that for the houses, the people are kinda.......

interesting.

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Mona Lisa Smile and loving today

So, I finally sat through Mona Lisa Smile on the movie channel. What kept me watching certainly wasn't the storyline (sort of predictable, girl version of Dead Poets Society), and definitely not Julia Roberts, but it was the cinematography -- and the clothes!

50s fashion is always gorgeous of course (though I'm more of a 40s girl myself), and the clothes in the movie were lush and feminine and lovely. See!

Which inspired this "Loving Today" collection of vintage goodies from the 50s. Enjoy!

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Wednesday, June 15, 2011

loving today

on the mild banana

Andy Warhol banana bag by Loop NYC

Bananas have such a great reputation for being quick and easy nutritious snacks, don’t they. I mean, unlike apples or oranges, all you have to do is peel one -- you don’t even have to wash it! (Or do you – well, I don’t).

Bananas are an excellent source of potassium and iron, which are of great benefit to the health of your heart, kidneys, blood, bones and nervous system. Bananas are also a great source of natural energy and fibre, and contain trytophan, a chemical that helps the body produce serotonin.

Which is why I’d always grab a banana when I’m in a rush -- whether it’s rushing out the door, or rushing to get something in my stomach so it won’t be completely empty when I take a Panadol.

But I started to notice a little trend with my banana consumption -- within an hour or so of eating one, I’d start to feel “funny”. Basically, indigestion. Well! I couldn’t quite believe that the apparently mild-mannered banana could be the cause of this, but after some observation, I finally realised there was a definite link.

On looking up bananas and indigestion, I learned that sensitive digestive tracts can have difficulty breaking down the starches in bananas, unripe ones in particular. Banana starches that don’t get digested start breaking down and decomposing, releasing gasses that build up in the intestines and cause indigestion. It’s best to stick with bananas that are fully ripened, because then the starches are converted into digestable sugars.

NB: Bananas are actually considered great antacids, so I guess the main thing is to make sure they’re really ripe before eating them.

Incidentally, I also learned that you can try rubbing the inside of a banana peel on mosquito bites; this apparently helps reduce the itching and swelling -- handy when you’re in a rush, eating a banana, and walking through a mosquito-infested place.

on Internet sharing, and screaming

(Photograph is copyright AP Herald Sun)

You know, it’s really amazing how the Internet connects people around the world, and makes the sharing of information and ideas possible and so easy (though honestly, I sometimes do think too much information is not a good thing, and ignorance certainly can be bliss).

Well, one thing I find vaguely entertaining about the Internet is that I can use it just to see if anyone else in the world had the same thoughts about something that I did. I’d enter the keywords into the magic Google search box -- say, “Bieber hair silly” for example -- and then scan the results to see if anyone else in the whole wide world thought the same thing (usually someone somewhere does) (and in the case of Bieber’s hair, I was definitely not alone).

Recently my husband was watching the women’s tennis finals on TV, and from inside my room I could hear this regular, high-pitched, screaming-type grunting. Now I’ve heard players who grunt, but never anything like this. And at every single stroke? I used to play tennis, but I never felt any urge to grunt myself; perhaps it’s something that separates the pros from the amateurs.

Anyway, the screechy grunting went on with such unfailing rhythm and regularity, that I finally called out, “Who is that??”

And my husband laughingly replied, “Maria Sharapova”.

“Why must she do that??”

“It’s her style,” he explained. “She always does it”.

“Well, after all that, did she win??”

“No”.

Well, this was one of those things which I couldn’t resist looking up on the Net. So I typed in “Maria Sharapova scream”. And wow -- a whole list of thingies came up on the subject, including Youtube videos just of her screaming, and even a ringtone of it.

I also found an interesting article by Matthew Bayley for The Mail, entitled, Grunting girls of tennis told to cut the racket.

“It has long been a source of irritation for opponents and tennis fans alike,” Bayley writes. “Now women players who grunt loudly when hitting the ball have been accused by the referee in charge of Wimbledon of doing it deliberately to win matches.

“Alan Mills claims players such as defending champion Maria Sharapova have been coached to emit ear-piercing shrieks so they put off their opponents…

“… At last year's championship, Russian Miss Sharapova produced the loudest grunts, yells and squeals ever heard on Centre Court.

“The noise the 18-year-old makes when striking the ball has been measured at 100 decibels, equivalent to a small aircraft landing nearby.

“Second in the grunt rankings is Serena Williams, at 88 decibels, followed by her sister Venus (85db), fellow American Lindsay Davenport (84db) and Russian Elena Bovina (81db). By contrast Tim Henman registers 61.6 decibels, while even the noise of a rock band (80db) and a Harley Davidson (85db) would be drowned out by some of the players.

“Miss Sharapova's grunts have prompted complaints. Last year in Birmingham, she apologised after competitors said they could hear her from four courts away”. (From The Mail on Sunday; whole article can be found here)

As for the Net, it’s kinda cool really how one can virtually say to someone on the other side of the world, “I know!! I thought the exact same thing!!”

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

the book depository

OK, I have to admit it -- I am a big, nay, huge, fan of The Book Depository. For those of you who don't know, The Book Depository is the UK's largest online bookseller, purportedly carrying the largest range of titles in the world. Besides the fact that I've managed to find many excellently-priced books there, the real clincher is -- free worldwide shipping. And not only that -- the company even offers periodic special discounts, which certain other, ahem, "big book places" pretty much never do.

*Speaking of which -- send out a
Summer Book Festival postcard and you'll get yourself and your friends a storewide 10% discount!

Now, what I find really cute about them are the bookmarks they always send out with their orders. They're the basic long retangular card kind, but the content on them is just brilliant. I mean, just look -- that black one above on the left? Those are ounce to gram conversions. And the cute little flame things show temperature/gas mark conversions (I bake, and I'm always having to look up those things for our little oven). On the back, cooking measurements. How cute is that?


Some of my recent purchases? Just Grace books for B, and The Bishop of Hell & Other Stories for me (read this people -- it is good).

Sunday, June 12, 2011

loving today

on getting the bigger picture

Let’s say you were standing at Angel Falls, or walking through Yellowstone National Park. Would you marvel at the beauty of God’s creations, praising His power, and thanking Him for letting you partake of His wonderful blessings? Or would you notice the icky bit of dirt on your boot?

While praying about negative thinking this morning, that was the revelation I got. I had a vision of myself as some sort of ecologist or botanist or something, surrounded by, and experiencing, all the indescribable wonder and glory of God’s goodness. But I was busy with my magnifying glass, focusing all my attention on the crap on my boot. And not only that, I was digging at it, and magnifying every aspect of its crappiness.

How often do we do that, I wonder, on any given day, in any given hour? Negative bits are in the world, there’s no denying that, and you could find lots of negative bits to focus on and magnify when you set your mind to it -- trust me, I know. You could even do it the moment you wake up, magnifying that one –- or several, poor you -- negative thing till it consumes you, ruining your day, and blotting out all the wondrous blessings that God has showered you with.

Like some deranged botanist, we focus on our one bit of dirt, studying it under our microscopes until we get ourselves completely stressed out by the sheer magnitude of it. It seems like our bit of dirt is the worst bit of dirt in the whole wide world, and we’re the only ones in the universe who have to suffer and endure the terrible thing. And then we feel justified in indulging in complaining, depression and self-pity.

Many of us do it so routinely, it’s a habit, an addiction almost. It’s almost like we don’t feel at ease unless we find something to be negative about. And the thing is, if we don’t break the habit, we’ll just keep finding new bits of dirt to magnify and fret over.

As I prayed this morning, I realised that that is exactly how I get myself anxious and depressed -- my thinking somehow becomes all small and narrow, as if I did not know, through conviction and experience, God’s immeasurable power, goodness and faithfulness.

When I focus on the negative, I lose perspective, I forget to look around me at the numerous, bountiful blessings I enjoy. Loving family, a roof over our heads, good food, clean water… and that’s just the beginning. Focus on all that, magnify all that, make a conscious decision to change your perspective -- you can overwhelm yourself with how blessed you are!

“Bless (affectionately, gratefully praise) the Lord, O my soul; and all that is [deepest] within me, bless His holy name!

Bless (affectionately, gratefully praise) the Lord, O my soul, and forget not [one of] all His benefits

Who forgives [every one of] all your iniquities, Who heals [each one of] all your diseases,

Who redeems your life from the pit and corruption, Who beautifies, dignifies, and crowns you with loving-kindness and tender mercy;

Who satisfies your mouth [your necessity and desire at your personal age and situation] with good so that your youth, renewed, is like the eagle's [strong, overcoming, soaring]!” (Ps 103:1-5, italics mine).

Saturday, June 11, 2011

lookie-look

Has anyone ever tried this thing? It's a Hard & Sugar-Free Cotton Candy Maker by Nostalgia Electrics. According to the website, this cotton candy maker "transforms your favorite hard candies into fluffy, melt-in-your-mouth cotton candy. For a low-calorie treat, sugar free candies can be used. Simply plug in, turn on, pour yummy candies into the center receptacle, and start spinning colorful and tasty treats".

People, they're actually saying you can transform any of your favourite hard candies into fluffy, wispy cotton candy! Just think -- Lifesavers, Jolly Ranchers,
Jargonelle Pear Drops, Humbugs... I mean, honestly, how cool is that? Bring this home, or to your next party, and the kids are going to LOOVE you. If anyone's actually tried this product out, please do let me know!

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

on callings, and answering them well

Not too long ago, the “friendship” between a certain individual and I came to a sad, abrupt end. After years of chatting and confiding -- as well as tons of money spent at his establishment -- and even a birthday party at his house, “Henry” suddenly saw fit to tell me, without preface or explanation (by sms, no less, despite the fact that he’d seen and chatted with me just a couple of days before), that he does not give professional advice over the phone.

In other words, if I wanted his help, I’d have to see him and pay for it (please do not think, by the way, that I had been asking anything complicated, or trying to get out of paying for something, or anything like that; what I'd been asking him was along the lines of “would you know any home remedy for constipation?”).

Well, to say I was taken aback would be to put it mildly. When it had just happened, I was so astonished that I told my husband and my mother -- both of whom, thanks to me, had also been his clients -- and they too were surprised, and wondered if he were just joking.

However, I had replied to his smsed reproof in seriousness, with an apology and a sort of explanation that I had been asking his advice as a friend. But he clearly did not believe in giving advice as a friend, because he merely said, “Apology accepted”. And so that was that. It was not a joke.

My husband shook his head when I’d told him -- doubtless thinking of the money he’d very recently spent there -- and said that people generally don’t answer their “callings” in life for altruistic reasons, and mostly, no one does anything for free or out of the goodness of their hearts. I didn’t entirely agree with this, since I like doing things for free and out of the goodness of my heart, and I know lots of other people who do too.

But I knew where he was coming from, and I was saddened by it. Thankfully, I’ve now reached the point of, like my husband, just shaking my head and shrugging it off. Clearly, I will not be bringing the kids to see Henry anymore, as I’d been loyally doing for years. But I’ve not given up hope in sincerely kind, generous people who answer their callings in life with genuinely big hearts. And I've had to ask myself whether I answer my calling in life with love and grace.

There’s this fellow in my church for instance -- “Charlie” -- who’s a lawyer, who freely gives legal advice whenever he’s asked with a cheerful smile, even on weighty, complex issues that take time and effort to explain. When I think of his warm-heartedness, I am certain that it is God who inspires one with such goodwill, kindness, brotherly love, and the spirit to serve.

I don’t think it’s something that comes naturally to our innately selfish, convenience-loving selves. This whole episode has inspired me to pray that I too will have a genuine spirit to serve, to help others willingly and without hesitation, in whatever calling I have –- mother, wife, daughter, friend.

As Jesus Himself says, “… if anyone forces you to go one mile, go with him two [miles].

Give to him who keeps on begging from you, and do not turn away from him who would borrow [at interest] from you.

You have heard that it was said, You shall love your neighbour and hate your enemy;

But I tell you, Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you,

To show that you are the children of your Father Who is in heaven; for He makes His sun rise on the wicked and on the good, and makes the rain fall upon the upright and the wrongdoers [alike].

For if you love those who love you, what reward can you have? Do not even the tax collectors do that?

And if you greet only your brethren, what more than others are you doing? Do not even the Gentiles (the heathen) do that?

You, therefore, must be perfect [growing into complete maturity of godliness in mind and character, having reached the proper height of virtue and integrity], as your heavenly Father is perfect” (Matt 5:41-48).

These are principles that would surely better anybody, Christian or not, and the world as a whole. We all have our callings in life -- professional and otherwise -- we've all been given talents; let's be sure to use them positively, graciously, openhandedly, such that God would say, "Well done, good and faithful servant!" (Matt 25:21).

Monday, June 6, 2011

loving today

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the station

I wanted to share this lovely poem, written by the late editor and Baptist minister Robert J. Hastings. Let us remind ourselves -- continually -- rejoice today!

TUCKED AWAY in our subconscious minds is an idyllic vision in which we see ourselves on a long journey that spans an entire continent. We're traveling by train and, from the windows, we drink in the passing scenes of cars on nearby highways, of children waving at crossings, of cattle grazing in distant pastures, of smoke pouring from power plants, of row upon row upon row of cotton and corn and wheat, of flatlands and valleys, of city skylines and village halls.


But uppermost in our conscious minds is our final destination -- for at a certain hour and on a given day, our train will finally pull into the station with bells ringing, flags waving, and bands playing. And once that day comes, so many wonderful dreams will come true. So restlessly, we pace the aisles and count the miles, peering ahead, waiting, waiting, waiting for the station.

"Yes, when we reach the station, that will be it!" we promise ourselves. "When we're eighteen. . . win that promotion. . . put the last kid through college. . . buy that 450SL Mercedes-Benz. . . have a nest egg for retirement!"

From that day on we will all live happily ever after.

Sooner or later, however, we must realize there is no station in this life, no one earthly place to arrive at once and for all. The journey is the joy. The station is an illusion -- it constantly outdistances us. Yesterday's a memory, tomorrow's a dream. Yesterday belongs to a history, tomorrow belongs to God. Yesterday's a fading sunset, tomorrow's a faint sunrise. Only today is there light enough to love and live.

So, gently close the door on yesterday and throw the key away. It isn't the burdens of today that drive men mad, but rather regret over yesterday and the fear of tomorrow. Regret and fear are twin thieves who would rob us of today.

"Relish the moment" is a good motto, especially when coupled with Psalm 118:24, "This is the day which the Lord hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it."

So stop pacing the aisles and counting the miles. Instead, swim more rivers, climb more mountains, kiss more babies, count more stars. Laugh more and cry less. Go barefoot oftener. Eat more ice cream. Ride more merry-go-rounds. Watch more sunsets. Life must be lived as we go along. The station will come soon enough.

The Station by Robert J. Hastings, reproduced with permission from The Robert J. Hastings Estate.

Sunday, June 5, 2011

the five fingers

B loves playing on Haring Kids during the rare little sessions she gets on my computer. The site has several games and activities utilising the late Keith Haring's artwork, which aren't the usual run of shooting things or dressing them up. One of the activities involves writing a story about the Haring illustration above. B came up with:

Once upon a time, the five fingers were bored. They were tired from helping the hand do things. So they decided to run away from the hand. At night, they quietly tiptoed away. This made the hand very sad. It was hard for it to do things without fingers. The next day the hand suggested they should go to the disco. So they all went to the disco and had a great time DANCING!!!The End!

Opsite dressings

Clumsy people! Or people with crazy children who at some point will scrape their knees and elbows! I just wanted to share with you my favourite discovery in first aid products -- OPSITE clear film dressings by Smith & Nephew (available at most regular pharmacies I suppose).

Poor R recently scraped her elbow and both her knees pretty badly, and I've been using OPSITE Post-Op dressings on the wounds. On the box it says, "OPSITE Post-Op dressings are clear and waterproof, and allow the skin to breathe. They also provide a barrier to bacteria and are flexible to allow movement. The dressings have a highly absorbent pad".

But on the product site it says, "The revised OPSITE Post-Op dressings combine the features of the current OPSITE Post-Op dressings with the high MVTR REACTIC hydrophilic polyurethane film used to manufacture OPSITE IV3000 Transparent Adhesive Film Dressings. The patented REACTIC film is 3 to 8 times more permeable to water vapor than standard film dressings. It can "switch" in the presence of moisture allowing excess moisture to transpire off". WOW.

I find these dressings brilliant -- they're very soft and flexible (great for awkward angles!), easy to use, stick well without being disgusting-sticky, and are quite nice-looking too. And isn't the packaging cute -- it actually lists out the specific types of wounds you can use each dressing for. The pharmacy had run out of the Post-Op, so I got Flexigrid as well. They're supposed to be "thin, breathable and clear, and are clinically proven to help wounds heal faster and with less pain than traditional dressings". Cool!

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

on e-collar times

Forbearance, patience, forgiveness, joy, living in the now -- we've lots to learn from
this little moptop!

Kip somehow managed to break her toe and rip out her nail, so she has to go about with the dreaded Elizabethan collar for another week or so (she's already worn it for two). But see what a happy camper she is nonetheless?

She had quite an awful time at the vet, poor thing, but it says a lot about you if you can stop yourself from biting, and still lick and wag your tail at, the chap who just made you scream.

Sometimes we have to go through times with an e-collar on -- times of pain and hurt that weigh on us, affect our everyday lives, upset our equilibrium, and just seem to stretch on and on. Those really are the times we need to cling to God and walk in faith even more, reminding ourselves of His faithfulness, power and goodness.

Isaiah 26:3 says, "You will guard him and keep him in perfect and constant peace whose mind [both its inclination and its character] is stayed on You, because he commits himself to You, leans on You, and hopes confidently in You". "For though the mountains should depart and the hills be shaken or removed, yet My love and kindness shall not depart from you, nor shall My covenant of peace and completeness be removed, says the Lord, Who has compassion on you" (Isa 54:10).

"Peace I leave with you; My [own] peace I now give and bequeath to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you. Do not let your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid. [Stop allowing yourselves to be agitated and disturbed; and do not permit yourselves to be fearful and intimidated and cowardly and unsettled.]" (John 14:27).

"For You, Lord, will bless the [uncompromisingly] righteous [him who is upright and in right standing with You]; as with a shield You will surround him with goodwill (pleasure and favor)" (Ps 5:12).

I am also particularly fond of this Scripture: "And let us not lose heart and grow weary and faint in acting nobly and doing right, for in due time and at the appointed season we shall reap, if we do not loosen and relax our courage and faint" (Gal 6:9). Remember that "... amid all these things we are more than conquerors and gain a surpassing victory through Him Who loved us" (Rom 8:37).

Meditating on such Scriptures throughout my day are such a wonderful help and reassurance to me, especially if I have to carry an e-collar type burden. But just look at Kip -- we can stay peaceful, we can stay joyful. We can choose to be positive and keep a good, thankful attitude, and not waste the present being negative and depressed. For equally true about e-collar times is that old proverb, "This too shall pass".

The American writer Helen Steiner Rice wrote a lovely poem on this:

If I can endure for this minute
Whatever is happening to me,
No matter how heavy my heart is
Or how dark the moment may be

If I can remain calm and quiet
With all the world crashing about me,
Secure in the knowledge God loves me
When everyone else seems to doubt me

If I can but keep on believing
What I know in my heart to be true,
That darkness will fade with the morning
And that this will pass away, too

Then nothing in life can defeat me
For as long as this knowledge remains
I can suffer whatever is happening
For I know God will break all of the chains

That are binding me tight in the darkness
And trying to fill me with fear
For there is no night without dawning
And I know that my morning is near.


Being a sympathetic friend is always nice too.

Hang in there, dear reader!

there are no bad dogs

I was greatly saddened to read recently of a 4-year-old boy who was mauled to death by the "family" Cane Corso. According to reports, the child’s siblings, only two and five years old, were injured, and watched their brother being killed from under a bed.

I can’t imagine how terribly that child and his siblings must have suffered. But as with many other similar cases, I think with great sadness of the animal involved as well. Often these are animals who simply aren’t in the right place, with the right people. In this case, it seems the Corso’s owner used to regularly punch and kick the dog, and boast of the dog’s violent temperament -– not the best thing for any dog, let alone a Corso. All dogs need to be well socialised – and well treated – not only as puppies, but throughout their lives, so that they will be good canine citizens with whom you can trust anyone.

If you have young children, please please think carefully about your choice of pet. Do your research thoroughly before ever bringing an animal home, and then be sure you devote all the time and energy necessary to socialising and training him or her. With dogs, there are breed generalisations that should not be dismissed –- for example, a Cane Corso is a powerful dog that has a naturally strong protective instinct which would require excellent socialising, training and leadership on the part of his owner –- but of course, every dog is an individual with his own unique characteristics. Many people seem to think dogs and kids are a naturally wonderful combination, but handled incorrectly, this can prove horribly wrong.

If you are thinking about bringing a dog home, be sure to find out all you can about the breed beforehand; consider everything from size and sex, to temperament and energy levels. Ask yourself honestly and repeatedly if you really do have the time to socialise and train a dog –- because really, these should be ongoing throughout the dog’s life, and are crucial to a happy relationship, both from the humans’ point of view, and the dog’s. Adult supervision is vitally important when socialising a dog with children, and never think that a dog who merely tolerates children can be safely left with them.

I think that well-known quote -– there are no bad dogs, only bad owners –- is so very true. If you are the type who likes punching and kicking dogs, and encouraging violence through harsh, unloving treatment, please don’t bring any animal home, let alone a big dog for your little kids. By the same token though, spoiling or neglecting is also detrimental. I’ve seen too many dogs put down at the shelter because parents belatedly realise that they chose the “wrong” animal, or how much actual work raising a good dog requires, especially when young children are involved. Please think carefully and don’t be guilty of destroying any innocent lives.

He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog.
You are his life, his love, his leader.
He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart.
You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion.
Author unknown, but very much agreed with

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