Good boy, Cosmo, good boy...

Cosmo
1998-2008

This morning we said good bye to a dear, gentle soul...

And The Cow Jumped Over The Moon...

One of my favorite animals after the dog of course, are cows. Love the cows. Love all animals actually, but love those cows. But unfortunately someone designated them as dinner...So watching the news and seeing the cows in feed lots, stumbling, unable to walk to their demise just undoes me. I cry, say horrible things to the man on TV news who was prodding the cows to move. There is a little blurb on the front page our my local paper today that directs the reader to the story on page 2, that states "The U.S. Department of Agriculture recalls 143 million pounds of frozen beef-the largest on record-produced at a California slaughterhouse..."-The Providence Journal, February 18, 2008. Now there's a nice thought, getting your dinner from a slaughter house, nice gourmet touch...I can't go to a farm, pet the animals, then eat them. Can't do it. Don't want to do it. I get my protein from other sources. Some don't like to think about where their food comes from, others just don't care one way or the other. I personally don't care what others eat, none of my business. I have my feelings about it, but they are my feelings. But I do speak up when animals or humans are being mistreated, not that it does any good. But why would I expect animals to be treated in a humane manner when we are unable to even treat each other as such...Middle East, Africa, United States, here in our own neighborhoods...

Bon Appitite

Have a good day. And hey, just consider some alternatives...a non violent way of eating.

Thanks for reading.

Birthday Thoughts

Well, today is my birthday...One I was not happy about, a big one, a decade changing one...one I have been watching creep up on me ever so quietly. Stomping my feet, no this can't be. Where ever has the time gone. Just last week a program aired on TV about the Blizzard of '78, thirty years ago. That bit of information caught me up short! Thirty years...

But as this week began and it was now imminent, just hours away, I slipped into grateful acceptance. I was reading a blog I enjoy, Pomegranates and Paper yesterday, another birthday girl. Loretta said she was grateful for having arrived at her birthday intact. That statement caused me to think. Yes, I too have "arrived intact" and very grateful, also grateful for my family, husband, children, grandchildren, cousin,dear friends who are like family and all the animals in my life...and very grateful for my health and general wellbeing. My life is full...

I started my day at 4 AM because my daughter needed to be at the hospital for an out patient
surgery and she just needed her Mom. I could not find any coffee ( Dunkin Donuts) open at that awful hour not to mention the stinken snow and ice on the roads...So I was my usual grumpy self before coffee. But my very grown up daughter with three children of her own just smiled and humored me and told everyone in ear shot that it was her Mom's birthday. How can you stay grumpy...impossible with everyone wishing you happy birthday. I started to think about the little ones who were entering the world while I was waiting for her to come out of surgery and recovery as we were in a ob/gyn hospital. Yes, I was getting quite philosophic. Ended that train real quick. Did some drawing, some more thinking, news watching and settled gently into this new number while I waited. I am still me, don't feel any different but maybe a little wiser, realizing time is not to be wasted on what ifs or squandered on meaningless things. I still look forward to each morning with anticipation and I have a twisted sense of humor that serves me well, gets me through allot. So I look forward to the rest of my day wherever it takes me. I am content with wherever or whatever, I am OK.

Now if we could just fast forward to spring...no, that is kind of a what if...so I will enjoy this time to be in and dry and warm and settle down to doing something I enjoy or maybe just a nap with the girls...they have started without me.


Found this beautiful quote which I thought I would share with my animal loving readers. Which by the way guess who won at The Westminster Kennel Club dog show the other night. It would be a very proud Beagle by the name of Uno. My "girls" were quite excited, not...Only food has that power.



Dogs are our link to paradise.
They don't know evil or
jealousy or discontent. To sit
with a dog on a hillside on a
glorious afternoon is to be
back in Eden, where doing
nothing was not boring ---
it was peace.

Milan Kundera (1929- )
Franco-Czech writer; author
of 'The Unbearable Lightness
of Being."



Finished some chenille scarves.

Sorry if this was alittle disjointed, just where I am today. Have a great day and thanks for reading.
Peace...