You ever have days you just can’t win? At the last minute, I needed to take my husband to the doctor. I had to call work and let them know I would be late. Then, I felt guilty about leaving my work team hanging – I am old-school dependable. I am ol’ reliable, at work 20 minutes early. But not today.
My husband kept apologizing for needing me to drive, no matter how much I assured him it was OK. “I love you. I want to drive you. We are a team.” Then I felt guilty for making him feel guilty.
When I got him back home safe and sound, I felt guilty that I had to make haste and rush out the door to work – no time to throw the ball for Charlie dog or rub a puppy belly. They both looked so sad!!
That is my vicious circle. When I am at home, I feel guilty for missing work. When I am at work (two jobs), I feel guilty for neglecting home and farm chores. When I carve out ME time to ride my red mare, I still criticize myself for the To Do List I haven’t finished and the floors I didn’t mop. Then, I work myself into a silly state and get in a huge hurry. What does that accomplish?
I hurried by the gas station and slammed my finger in the car door. How dumb was that? So now I feel guilty, hasty, and ouchy! Why do I do this to myself?
But, I am still going riding tomorrow!!
My Charlie dog taught me a lesson today, about believing in one’s self. I said the stick was too big, but Charlie believed in himself. Charlie didn’t give up, he persevered and he conquered that stick.
The upcoming solar eclipse is an exciting event – but I cannot help but worry about my horses and outdoor pets. Is that silly? Should I be concerned?
I can keep my house dogs in the house, I will just shut the dog door.
I think Gertie Goose is nearly blind already, so no worries for her. I think Flip Flop Kitty will be OK.
But what about my red mares? I know they are little stinkers, but they are my little stinkers and I love them.
We desperately needed the rain here in Virginia, and I was glad to see it. But, after every storm there are fences to be checked, branches and debris to cleanup. This is when Charlie dons his working harness and pulls a small wagon. He sits anxiously awaiting my call: “Let’s go to work”!! We walk the fence line together. I gather up the fallen limbs while he hauls the little wagon. He is a huge help.
Of course, after a hard day at work, there is nothing like an afternoon nap. Notice the “Farm Dog” collar? Well earned, fine Charlie, well earned – a label of love and honor!! I couldn’t make it without you!! God Bless Farm Dogs!!!
Thanks to the miracle of coffee, I dragged my ragged, worn carcass out of bed this morning to do farm chores and then head off to work. My husband sleepily praised me “Honey, you work like a dog!” Hmmm! Really? I am heading off to muck stalls and Charlie is sleeping late. But look at that sweet face!!!
Last year, our dear Rocky crossed over rainbow bridge. Rocky was such a sweet, scruffy mutt. As a wee pup, some wicked soul threw him from a moving vehicle. We were happy to rescue him and fortunate to have him for 11 years.
Today, as everyday, I was missing my son so much – and look – a doggie cloud!! Rocky came to lift my spirits!!
Baby is very aggravated with me. She had to get an EXTRA bath this week. Big Brother Charlie peed on her head!
I gave Charlie a stern “talking to” but I don’t think he is sorry.
We could all learn a thing or two from our doggies – like the best way to spend a rainy day
Our spirits needed a lift, Mommy and Daddy were feeling low. Baby Dawg to the rescue in her Super Girl Suit