Monday, May 17, 2010

Two Legged Dog.

Post 682 ~ ~ ~ Monday, 17th May, 2010.

Hello Everyone ~ ~ I hope all is well with you wherever you are in this big wide
wonderful world of ours. It is cool here, and I am about to go out to the
Podiatrist - in a taxi. I also have an appointment to have my hair permed on
Wednesday and one on Friday for the doctor to discuss my recent visits to
specialists. So it is a busy week for me, but have had some time at home.
I have my sister-in-law Jacqui (Peter's first wife) coming for a couple of days
on Friday, so that will be nice as we always got on very well.

First item was sent to me by my daughter, Julie in Queensland, I have posted it
before, but it is a good story and can stand a re-run. Thanks Julie.

This dog was born on Christmas Eve in the year 2002. He was born with 2 legs.
He of course could not walk when he was born. Even his mother didn't want him.

His first owner also did not think that he could survive and he was thinking of
'putting him to sleep'. But then his present owner, Jude Stringfellow, met him
and wanted to take care of him. She became determined to teach and train
this little dog to walk by himself. She named him 'Faith."

In the beginning, she put Faith on a surfboard to let him feel the movement.
Later she used peanut-butter on a spoon as a lure and reward for him standing
up and jumping around. Even the other dog at home encouraged him to walk.
Amazingly, after only 6 months, like a miracle, Faith learned to balance on his
hind legs and to jump to move forward. After further training in the snow, he
could now walk like a human being.

Faith loves to walk around now.

No matter where he goes, he attracts people to him. Hi is fast becoming
famous on the international scene and has appeared on various newspapers
and TV shows.

There is now a book entitled 'With a Little Faith' being published about him.
He was even considered to appear in one of the Harry Potter movies.

His present owner,Jude Stringfellew has given up her teaching post and plans
to take him around the world to preach that 'even without a perfect body,
one can have a perfect soul'.

In life there are always undesirable things, so in order to feel better you just
have to look at life from another direction.

I hope this message will bring fresh new ways of thinking to everyone and that
everyone will appreciate and be thankful for each beautiful day.

Faith is the continual demonstration of the strength and wonder of life.

A small request: All you are asked to do is keep this story circulating.

One from Mountain Wings named "Consultant.

Once there was a shepherd looking after his sheep on the side of a deserted
road. Suddenly a brand new Porsche screeches to a halt. The driver, a man
dressed in an Armani suit, Cerutti shoes, Ray-Ban sunglasses, TAG-Heuer
wrist watch and a Pierre Cardin tie, gets out and asks the shepherd: "If I
can tell you how many sheep you have, will you give me one of them?"

The shepherd looks at the young man, and then looks at the large flock of
grazing sheep, and replies, "Okay."

The young man parks his car, connects his laptop to the mobile fax, enters
a NASA weather satellite, uploads the exact location data using his GPS,
opens a database and 60 Excel
tables filled with logarithms and pivot
tables, then prints out a 150 page report on his high-tech mini-printer.
He turns to the shepherd and says, "You have exactly 1,586 sheep here."

The shepherd cheers, "That's correct, you can have your sheep." The young
man makes his pick and puts it in the back of his Porsche.

The shepherd looks at him and asks: "If I guess your profession, will you return
my animal to me?"

The young man answers, "Yes, why not?"

The shepherd says, "You are a consultant."

"How did you know?" asks the young man.

"Very simple," answers the shepherd, "First you came here without being called.
Second you charged me a fee to tell me something I already knew and third,
you don't understand anything about my business . . . Now can I have my dog

One from my good friend, Margaret in Q'ld. Thank you Margaret.

A blonde calling her Mum.

"Hi Mum, How are you?"

"Hi Julie, where are you. I thought you were at Bunnings with your father."

"Yeah, we were, but I got arrested, and they let me make one phone call."

"What happened?"

"Oh I punched this Aboriginal woman in the head."

"What on earth, why did you do that?????"

"Well it wasn't my fault. Dad told me to find a Black & Decker.

Sorry, I should have put the pictures of Faith before that joke.

One from my Canberra friend Linda. Thank you so much.


IN THE 1940s, 50s, 60s, 70s and 80s.

First we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they
carried us and lived in houses made of asbestos.

They took aspirin, ate blue cheese, raw egg products, loads of bacon and
processed meat, tuna from a can and didn't get tested for diabetes or cervical

Then after that trauma, our baby cots were covered with bright colored lead--
based paints.

We had no child-proof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we
rode our bikes, we had no helmets or shoes, not to mention, the risks we took

As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air-bags.

We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.

Take away food was limited to fish and chips. No pizza shops, McDonalds, KFC,
Subway or Nandos.

Even though all the shops closed at 6.00 pm and didn't open on weekends,
somehow we didn't starve to death.

We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE
actually died from this.

We could collect old drink bottles and cash them in at the corner store and
buy Toffees, Gobstoppers and Bubble Gum.

We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank soft drinks with sugar
in them, but weren't overweight because . . . . .


We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were
back when the street-lights came on.

No-one was able to reach us all day . . . . and we were O.K.

We would spend hours building go-carts out of old prams and then ride down
the hill only to find out we forgot the brakes. We built tree houses and dens and
played in river beds with matchbox cars. . .

We didn't have Playstations, Nintendo Wii, X boxes, no video games at all, no
999 channels on Sky, no videos, no DVDs , no mobile phones, no personal
computers, no Internet, or chat rooms. WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside
and found them.

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits
from these accidents.

Only girls had pierced ears.

You could only buy Easter eggs and Hot Cross Buns at Easter.

We were given air-guns and catapults for our 10th birthdays.

We rode bikes, or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang
the bell, or just yelled out for them.

Mum didn't have to go to work to help Dad make ends meet.

Our teachers used to hit us with canes and gym shoes and Bullys always
ruled the playground at school.

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of.
They actually sided with the law!

Our parents didn't invent stupid names for their kids like, 'Kiora' and
'Blade' and 'Ridge' and 'Vanilla.'

We had freedom, failures, success and responsibility, and we learned
And you were one of them.

You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow
up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives
for our own good.

And forward it to your kids so they will know how brave their parents were.

A blonde wanting to earn some money decided to hire herself out as a Handy
Person and started canvassing a well to do neighborhood. She went to the front
door of the first house and asked the owner if he had any jobs for her to do.

"Well, you can paint my porch. How much will you charge?"
The blonde said, "How about $50?"

the man agreed and told her the paint and other materials that she might need
were in the garage.
The man's wife, inside the house, heard the conversation and said too her
husband, "Doe she realise that the porch goes all the way around the house?"
The man replied, "She should, she was standing on it."

A short time later, the blonde came to the door to collect her money.
"You're finished already?" he asked.
" replied the blonde, "and I had paint left over, so I gave it two coats."

Impressed, the man reached in his pocket for the $50.
"And, y the way," the blonde added, "it's not a Porsche, it's a Lexus."

I was due later in the week for an appointment with the gynaecologist.
Early one morning I received a call from the doctor's office to tell me that
I had been rescheduled for early that morning at 9.30 am.

I had only just packed everyone off to work and school and it was already
8.45 am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, so I didn't have any
time to spare. As most women do,I like to take a little extra effort over
hygiene when making such visits but this time I wasn't going to be able
to make the full effort. So I rushed upstairs, threw off my dressing gown,
wet the facecloth that was sitting next to the basin and gave myself a
quick wash in 'that area' to make sure it was at least presentable.
I threw the wash cloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes,
hopped in the car and raced to my appointment.

I was in the waiting room only a few minutes when I was called in.
Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you do, I hopped up on the table, looked
over at the other side of the room and pretended I was in Paris or some other
place a million miles away.

I was a little surprised when the doctor said, "My, we have made an extra
effort this morning, haven't we?" but i didn't respond.

When the appointment was over, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The
rest of the day was normal . . .some shopping, some cleaning, cooking etc.
After school, when my six year old daughter was playing, she called out from the
bathroom, "Mum, where's my washcloth?" I told her to get another one from
the cupboard.

She replied, "No, I need the one that was here by the basin. It had all my glitter
and sparkles in it."

I clearly have impeccable taste in friends. Thank you.

The smallest act of kindness is worth more than the grandest intention.
~ ~ ~ Oscar Wilde.

It's nice to be important, but more important to be nice. ~~ Unknown.

Kindness is the language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.
~ ~ ~ Mark Twain.

Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life.
~ ~ ~ Confucius.

When you were born you cried and the world rejoiced. Live your life so that when
you die, the world cries and you rejoice. ~ ~ ~ Cherokee saying.

Enough for this post, my friends. Take great care of yourselves and each other.
Give someone a smile or a kind word to someone who needs either/both.
Love and Best Wishes to you all. Cheers, Merle,

Post 682 ~ ~ ~ Monday, 17th May, 2010.


Patty said...

Yes, sounds like you have a very busy week. Myself I hate more than one appointment in one week. LOL And like I've said before, I quit the perms years ago, they were getting too expensive, I thought, plus it only seemed to look nice for about a month.

Loved the blond calling her Mum. And that dog is something else, isn't she. I saw a video of her and it's amazing how well she had adapted. Raining here again this morning and chilly 54F out there, which seems chilly with all the dampness. Take care my friend.

Dave said...

*ROTFL* Great jokes today Merle..!

I hope everything goes OK with the Podiatrist and your Doctor! *S*

Joy Des Jardins said...

I have seen pictures of Faith the dog before...she's amazing.

I hope everything goes smoothly with your busy week Merle...and all of your appointments. Have a great visit with Jacqui...and take care sweet friend. Love, Joy

Jack K. said...

Isn't it fantastic to have so many things to do? Activity keeps us all young at heart.

The story of Faith is quite inspiring. Thanks for sharing it.

Beware blonde housepainters. At least she could tell the difference between a Lexus and a Porsche. snicker.

Margaret Cloud said...

It will be nice to see you have company and I do see you have a busy week. I have seen this dog on TV, he is so cute and brave.I say Amen to Linda's, they are all true. Another good blonde joke. I enjoyed all of you post. Thanks for giving us all our smiles, what would we do without your wit.

Janice said...

Hi Merle,

That dog is amazing, and so is his owner.

I had to laugh at glittery gyno visit.

Keeping my finger crossed for you when you go to the doctors.


Lady Di Tn said...

As always a good read and lots of laughs. I found myself actually reminence during all the things we use to do. Moral of the story do not hire a blonde to paint your porch. LOL Hope you get good news at your visit. Tell them to perm first and cut later so they will not get the hair too short. That is the advise I give my MIL when she says she needs a perm. Peace

Lee said...

Hi Merle....I'm still very good friends with my ex-sister-in-law (my ex's sister)....she and her husband live just around the corner from me. She and I see each other about once a week, sometimes more....that I'm no longer married to her brother means naught. We go back a long way and our friendship is important to us, like yours is with your friend Jacqui.

Hope all continues going well with you Merle...take care.

Big Dave T said...

Sounds like those appointments got you covered from head to toe. One thing about getting older--you can enjoy the same jokes over and over. But what is Nandos? That's a new one on me.

Mountain Mama said...

Hello Merle. You sure are a busy lady. I haven't done perm's in years but sure remember getting them as well as giving them.
Your jokes gave me the giggles. Your friends sure send you some great ones.
I pray your appointment goes well dear.

Pearl said...

Wanted to stop in and say hello.
Take care,

LZ Blogger said...

Merle ~ I don't know whether I should feel happy or sad for that two legged dog? Sad but also a story of great courage too. ~ jb///

Pamela said...

that cherokee saying is beautiful.

Puss-in-Boots said...

Hello Merle, no, I haven't dropped off the planet...not yet, anyway.

I agree with that piece about how it was in the "old days" before the politically correct twits in the Govt took's dos and don'ts, more don'ts, are totally ridiculous. No wonder we have overweight kids who catch colds easily and hate the outdoors! Ok, so that's an exaggeration, but not much of one.

Hope your doctor's visit goes well and enjoy the time at the hairdressers...


Sometimes Saintly Nick said...

Blessing to you, Merle!

Jim said...

Hi Merle ~~ Your blonde jokes were good today. I liked the too about the consultant. Soon there will be jokes like about the BP plumbers.

My kids are already starting to do like John did you last week. They are asking me if aren't I going to post something. They like my Wednesday posts because they get family on there. And things that I am doing.


Ava said...

Hi! It's been a while!!! Glad to see that you're still blogging. It was great to visit here!