Abandoned on the side of the LA River

It makes me sick.  Sick to think that any human being could be so cruel as to abandon harmless puppies by putting them inside a black plastic sack and tying them to a fence beside the LA River.  Whoever could do this, obviously has NO heart.  They shouldn’t even have any kind of pet or children.  In fact, I’d hate to see what they’d do if they DID have children.

Well, I’m happy to say, my household has two new additions, Jackie and Tippy.  They are  nine week old lab, shepherd, boxer puppies and they are just too cute.

My parents were originally only going to take one, because the person that found the three puppies couldn’t keep all of them because of where they lived.  In fact, they almost ended up at the pound, but my parents took one look at them and fell in love.

Jackie actually took to my dad from the moment he held her, practically went to sleep in his arms and Tippy well she’s all puppy.

Pictures will be available momentarily so that all can see what sweet little pups these two sisters are.  I’m not kidding really.

Blogging: Any time Any where!

The nice thing about blogs, you can work on one nearly any place.  It especially makes it convenient when your computer is a laptop and you have access to an internet hotspot.  You can literally go out in the middle of nowhere and just start writing.

This is one thing that I have always told myself that I want to do.  I love nature and I think it would be so awesome one day just to pack up my computer, phone, and instruments into my little 2005 Chevy Cavelier and drive out to some forest or beach type setting and just start writing and/or playing.

I’m a writer and a musician.  Both passions are equally important to me, although I don’t play as much as I would like, I still love taking out my saxophone and playing whatever my mind comes up with.  It’s intriguing what the mind can imagine and send to the brain which then transports to the fingers to create something that is awesome.

I can be anywhere at work and yet my mind can be somewhere else, off on some faraway journey to the great unknown that I will later record for the world to read and/or listen to when they turn on their radios or open up their newspapers.

But alas, when the end of the day rolls around and I wake up from my daydream, I am here again, sitting in front of my computer or sheet music.  I close up the documents on my desktop and put away my instruments and I sigh, because I know one day, I will take that long drive, I will get away for a few short hours and I will play till my hearts content, I will write till my hands bleed, because I know that is what I’m meant to do and I will do it.  I mean it.  I will.

Saying Goodbye

This is one phrase that I hate to say, like the end of an age, but it really isn’t.

My dog is nearly sixteen, old for a dog, especially one of his size and statute.  I knew the day was coming, but I hate to see it.

When we first got Sherman, he was not a young dog, six and a towing tip of my dad’s.  I remember it like yesterday, when my dad and I came home with Sherman, my mom went bonkers, said, “Does it look like we need another dog?”  He wasn’t the prettiest looking but his temperament was perfect, he loved going for walks and playing in the back yard with our other dogs.  He was doing good up until the last two months.  You see, he’s a chow, lab mix, not a small dog in the least and unfortunately arthritis got to him and made it harder and harder for him to get up.  Well today, when I went out to take care of all my dogs, I nearly cried at the look of Sherman, he was lying next to the house, when we called his name, he barely picked up his head.  We had to pick him up and move him to the opposite side of the house so that our painter could paint.

I know he’s suffering and that’s the last thing I ever wanted him to experience.  I know that my parents are going to have to put him down, all I can say is I’m glad I won’t be home tomorrow, but I no he’s going to be in a better place.  He won’t be suffering and I do believe animals go to heaven too.

After all, God created them and God loves and takes care of all his creations.  So, I guess all I can say is Goodbye Sherman, at least till I see you again.

What on Earth are we doing?

Just watched on heck of a good movie.  From an outsiders view, you might think that Fern Gully is just a kids movie, but it really is something much more.  It’s the message behind the movie that we must all remember.

After all we’ve only got one forest and once it is gone, it’s gone.

I would love to  go to the rain forest at least one time, just to see it.  Just to know what is there.

People take nature for granted and that’s one thing that the movie Fern Gully tries to teach to us, children and all, that we are so powerful.  We are our own Hexus and we can destroy the most beautiful lands, but just because we can doesn’t mean we should.  We must protect and prevent this gorgeous land from falling into oblivion.

If you haven’t seen this movie, take it from me, go out and rent it or better yet buy it for just five bucks.  You won’t regret it, trust me.