The above is a cyst on a dog with little under fur. The cyst is easier to find when the family member doesn't have thick underfur. I had checked Echo very carefully before going to the vet and when there we found two more which were undetected in his thick underfur. While I was waiting for the anesthesia to kick in I went over him again and found two more which means he doesn't need to go back any time soon. The Vet reconfirmed that Echo is clearly a high maintenance guy and I wouldn't even try to dispute that. He is at the Vet's more than our other two combined. If you have fur family check them for these cysts as they can get infected in a couple days if not removed.
Wednesday, January 28, 2015
Saturday, January 24, 2015
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Friday, January 23, 2015
Thursday, January 22, 2015
Wednesday, January 21, 2015
Today the weather person says we are to get up to 12" of snow and it won't warm up past the 20 degrees it currently is. I was cooking cowboy breakfast outside and Mr. Bunny sat under this tree the entire time I was making breakfast. We had a conversation about the pending snow that is forecast and when I brought breakfast inside he was scrunched up even more. I told him the area around the wood stove is nice and warm in case he is interested but I don't know if he will take advantage of the warm or not. He was only about 15' away and never moved except to look at me every once and a while.
Tuesday, January 20, 2015
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Friday, January 16, 2015
That was then and now is much different.
In the old days we didn't have warning lights on vehicles. In fact I had to buy seat belts for my car and install them myself. The dimmer switch for the head lights was a button on the floor. The stick shift was on the steering column and it was the old 'H' system to remember the three shifting positions and also reverse since there were no position markers to tell you what gear you were in.
Recently the engine light came on with our Jeep Liberty. It is 13 years old after all but has low mileage. I took it in to our mechanic and he connected it to a computer. I was advised that it was the throttle sensor module that needed to be replaced. I was then told "There is no accelerator cable any more and how this little sensor sent a message to the engine on how much gas was needed". What??? No accelerator cable to adjust - just an electronic module. Then I was told that the module ordered from the parts store when tested before they installed it was also defective and they had called the parts company for another.
When they plugged my car in it told them all kinds of information including the service dates and that all the other components were working as required. Plug the car into a computer and its entire systems were analyzed and the exact problem was diagnosed. A $40.00 part and a good mechanic to install it and I was back on the road again without worry. All those lights on the dashboard have significance and the durn Jeep ran well and I would never have guessed it could have broken down unless that little light came on and I took it in to be checked. Now cars last up to 250,000 - 300,000 miles or more. Cars are more expensive now but they last longer. Unfortunately they can't be worked on by the average guy.
In some ways I miss not being able to work on my vehicles but then again I like the simplicity of how they are built now days. I used to analyse my valves by putting a stick on the engine head and listening through it. That seemed pretty simple but not as simple as using a computer to detect the problem and then unplugging one part and plugging in another. When I went to change the oil in the Jeep I couldn't find the oil filter and when I did I couldn't reach it. I'm still not sure how mechanics manage to get to it to change it. I can't even change my own oil anymore. I used to check the oil for grit or any metal, smell, rub it between my fingers all just to be sure it was okay. Now I have to have it changed because it is so difficult. I guess that is a trade off for having a functional working vehicle for two or three times as long.
For someone used to doing their own maintenance and repair I guess the old days are gone now and are just a memory albeit a good memory. Young folks won't have the opportunity to experience those good times and that is kind of sad.
Wednesday, January 14, 2015
Tuesday, January 13, 2015
It is a game they all love and it is difficult enough to where they have to actually search for the treats which challenges them and they enjoy the change of pace. A few marshmallows is not enough to harm them and they are mostly air anyway. We get the pleasure of directing them to the more difficult finds but telling them they are getting warmer and warmer until they find the treat. Clearly a win win situation for all concerned.
If you haven't tried it I recommend it to stimulate your pet and enjoy the fun yourself.
Sunday, January 11, 2015
Saturday, January 10, 2015
After a recent experience got me to thinking I realized we always need to be very vigilant and try to see things and understand them for ourselves. We need to be able to search for truth as it is, not as it seems to be. For instance a shadow doesn’t always show us what caused it. The shadow is a silhouette or a dark outline cast by something standing in the way of light. Frequently it is quite opposite from what it appears to be. A cluster of leaves can throw a shadow that looks like a huge snowflake, but in reality it is not a snow flake at all. So it is with chasing a shadow over some one else’s reputation. What seems to be fact may not be fact at all, but only appearance like the leaf cluster that looks like a snowflake. Most of the time we would be lost if we had to depend on people’s appearances. We are so sure of what we are seeing that little can change our mind, until truth moves and presents itself but the shadow didn’t.
Thursday, January 8, 2015
It now looks new again with a new coat of finish and some fine sanding paper to get down to the true color of the wood. Years of treating it with lemon oil had darkened it to where I couldn't tell which wood was which. I also added some cut nails to give it a more attractive appearance. I think it is good for at least another 20 years now. It had become so dark that had forgotten how pretty the wood actually was. That is Sarah's bed in the foreground.
Wednesday, January 7, 2015
People need to ease up and not be so hard on themselves. Self- condemnation is as bad as being lazy and indolent because it is so extreme and unrelenting. Though restraint doesn’t always sit well with us, at least it is more gentle and doesn’t tear down the spirit. Recognize who you are- your own best friend. You are not simply an acquaintance. You are not someone you want to insult or hurt, and you certainly are not someone you want to compete with. Instead you are a person with special qualities and special gifts that need to be cultivated. Go back in time and recall where you got in trouble with yourself. Did someone put you down? Whose opinion do you respect- the words of some outsider who has no tact, or the judgment of your own best friend? As time goes on, you will come to know who your true friends are. And you are the best friend of all that you have to look to
Tuesday, January 6, 2015
As I watched this huge vehicle I couldn't help but marvel at the outstanding skill of the driver. We see these big rigs on the highway all the time and take them for granted. These drivers drive millions of miles each year and deliver those products that make our lives easier to live and I'm sure others may not appreciate the skill and tedious mile after mile these men and women put in day after day to make our lives better. I was truly impressed with the skill and patience this particular driver utilized in working through that busy parking lot safely. I don't think I will take these rigs for granted again.
Saturday, January 3, 2015
Silence. This one word to some brings to mind the scariest thoughts possible while to others it is a welcome relief and others yet, a sign of hope. Not everything we do has to include words or talk. I have witnessed some of the strongest acts a human is capable of just by watching people at times, being totally silent but getting things done. I remember the one young man in China standing in front of the tanks in Tiananmen square. Didn’t say any thing but by his standing silent and refusing to move such action became noteworthy to where the whole world witnessed his action. I often remember being able to sit with some of our Elder members of society when they were in hospital. Many times not saying a word only having them grab my hand and sitting in this manner for several hours. Then later having people mention to me how important those visits were to their parents and jokingly mentioning to them, "but I never said a word to them" and being told "just that you took the time to come and sit meant the world." The silence often in ceremony. Sweats where few words were spoken, totally dark inside the lodge where in silence we worked with ourselves to be able to enter the outside world again with a renewed mind body and spirit. Silence when we attend the passing of someone, not having to say a word to anyone but just being there in silence lending support and many other different ways. Silence can be the greatest teacher, teaching us self-control, courage, endurance, patience and helping us maintain our own self-respect and dignity. Silence...just by at times standing in support for something and not having to say anything, demonstrates the greatest strength in the world. Standing strong and letting peace do it’s work.
Friday, January 2, 2015
It is always a time of receiving strength and newness when I wake up early and watch the sunrise. It is these mornings that call me to brightness of spirit and to healing any deep hurts that may affect the soul. It is always good to step away from those and to step out and breathe in the peace. I have been taught that as the sun rises to greet it with open hands and words of thanksgiving to receive the strength that will come for the day and the wisdom I need to begin the new year. One of our greatest teachers here on Earth is the natural world because she continues to thrive, where often humans choose to give up. The negative is turned away and only the positive fills our minds, souls and spirits. All around us nature constantly reminds us to do the same.
Wednesday, December 31, 2014
We all like to feast with a huge banquet of food and friends to share it all. But there is another type of feast that is in the heart at the core where we live. It is only part of being human that often people believe themselves to be victims in many ways and they starve at the center of their being. They worry excessively about who will look after them, who will feed them who will help to make sure they survive when they reach the aged years. It is good to never start a day without a song on your lips and in your heart. Never start a day being sour and hard to get along with. Never talk trouble or give an ear to those who do. Never give another person reason to be unhappy. Always remember this is your day. You woke and arose this morning, you are alive and this is a day of celebrating another day in your life.
Tuesday, December 30, 2014
Monday, December 29, 2014
Sunday, December 28, 2014
Some of the best ideas that people have developed get ruined because they believe they have to turn it into an organization, set up councils and committees to run it all. If they do they lose the common touch and the organization will turn into catchy phrases, graphics or initials that identify it. Committees will spend their time having lunches and talking about promotions rather than quality of product. People lose sight of quality and excellent service as they try to squeeze out more hours, more money, and more product that no longer is what it once was. Watch out for titles, power and wretched little people who want recognition with as little work as possible. Come down off it. Do good service, make a good product that is not the chicken soup of the day made from chemical flavorings. We need to do everything with the motto, "I can be trusted." It will amaze us what it can do to keep quality consistent.
Wednesday, December 24, 2014
Each Christmas our Dad would wake my sister and I up by standing at the bottom of the stairs that led up to our bedrooms on the 2nd floor and shout HO HO HO, MERRY CHRISTMAS. Dad wore the apron that my brother has on in the picture above taken in 1985 and made pancakes for breakfast! It was a yearly event and only on Christmas morning.
Ah, fond memories of days gone by.
Merry Christmas from our house to yours!
Posted by Carol at Wednesday, December 24, 2014
Friday, December 19, 2014
"Dumb!!!!!! was taking the trash to the dumpster. Got there and all the doors were frozen shut. One set was open about 6" and a rock lay on the ground so I figured someone else had used it to crack the ice to open the door so I picked it up to give the door a tap too. Some how my finger got between the rock and the steel door. Smashed my 2nd finger tip and crushed the bone. The ER doc. sewed it back up as good as he could but the finger was in too many pieces to put it all back together. Won't be on FB for awhile -can only type with one finger."
Thursday, December 18, 2014
Sunday, December 14, 2014
It has been said that every time someone does something wrong, someone else sacrifices and suffers. It is almost always the innocent who pay because the guilty will not accept responsibility for the damage they have done, either in their words or by their actions. So the time comes when we need to stand back from those who have acted in this manner and let the irresponsible get their feet back on the ground and accept the responsibility of their actions. As long as someone stands for them or enables them to continue they will not learn to stand on their own two feet. The greatest gift of love, some call it tough love, is also painful but it lets them alone until they find their place to stand to take responsibility for their lives.
Friday, December 12, 2014
Two days ago I was cutting up a downed tree in back of the house and here comes daughter walking briskly past me. She was only 6-8' away and stopped momentarily where I was working. Her action made me look back and here is a large 8 point buck clearly looking for a little mid afternoon loving. He too has been hanging around for the summer, fall and now into the winter. Once I sized up the situation I told him if 'Daughter' wasn't willing to leave her alone. He looked me right in the eyes and turned abruptly not 8' from where I was standing and headed up the hill and Daughter moved off in the other direction.
I don't know if deer understand or not or if that was coincidence but I have been talking to the deer so many years and the responses have been so consistent that I think there is some connection there. Just like our dogs understand nearly every word we speak to them I believe deer are more than capable of a similar understanding. I thought it was interesting that Daughter led him right to where I was working and stopped adjacent to me. He may well catch up with Daughter elsewhere but for that day he just walked away and left her alone in peace.
It is these small pleasures in life that keep life interesting. Often Daughter will be laying down and I will go by where she is at and she will not move. I believe between us there is a connection that is unique and wonderful. I remember how Junior would make small mewing sounds when I would rub his nose or feed him an apple. Life can be exciting if we just look in the right places.
Wednesday, December 10, 2014
Why would I go deer hunting a person might ask if I had no intention of shooting a deer. The answer is simple I enjoy the camaraderie and good fellowship of deer hunters. These guys are fun loving, enjoy their time hunting deer and are just fun to be with. The good matured joking, the banter, the ribbing each other, the stories and the overall general atmosphere of a bunch of guys getting together to drink an adult beverage and eat well.
Regardless of where you stand on the sport of deer hunting getting together like this is just plain fun. Being with guys who know how to eat good, have an adult beverage, swap stories, joke and prank each other is just plain and simple having a good time. I don't believe there is anything more enjoyable than a bunch of guys getting together like they do with deer hunting.
I have no problem with someone else shooting a deer and I have helped drag them out of the woods and skin them out. I just don't shoot them. I do have a problem with poachers who hunt illegally and those who shoot deer for their impressive racks and wall mount ability and then leave the body in the woods. Those type people give me a real problem.
But for me I have enjoyed hundreds of hunts and I have never shot a deer nor do I intend to. I find them to be magnificent animals and therefore I simply do not shoot them. Do I hunt them - yes - but I pass up the shooting part. I enjoy being in the woods with the animals and and being with a bunch of good men as described above. Over the years my hunting pardners have just considered my bad luck at hunting but in truth it was never my intent to shoot a deer. The only way I would have killed a deer is if when I was dozing up against a tree if one had tripped over my gun and killed itself.
I am good as stalking and have gotten close enough to deer to actually touch them in the woods which is no easy feat. For me the enjoyment part was seeing the deer, being in the woods and with the guys. I mean where else can a guy go and burp, fart, tell wild stories and be not only accepted but believed and a 'good ole boy'? I would venture to say that there are a lot of experienced deer hunters just like myself that have never shot a deer either or when they do shoot their sights are 'off'' or something ruined their shot.
Monday, December 8, 2014
The bird actually glowed bronze and the various different colors that came from his feathers as he stood there with them ruffled up mesmerized with a beauty that I had not seen before. He hopped across the stream into another shaft of sunlight and with the woods totally silent and his pure beauty I sat there looking at this magnificent bird radiating his glorious colors and forgot why I was even there.
The entire incident only lasted 2-3 minutes but I was so transfixed with the pure beauty of that bird next think I knew he stepped behind a tree about a dozen feet away and was gone from sight. It was such a beautiful sight that I forgot I was hunting turkey and actually had a shotgun. On reflection it would have been the most severe crime against nature to have shot that bird under the circumstances.
We frequently have turkey around our house and while I have seen hundreds of wild turkey since I have never seen a bird that even came close to that bird. It was a rare moment where natures pure beauty gave me a glimpse of how gorgeous a brown turkey can be when they are illuminated in a shaft of sunlight.
While this doesn't speak highly of my hunting ability I hope it speaks favorably to my ability to appreciate something that is pure beauty. It was like the time I was deer hunting and a doe walked out of the dense woods just a few feet from me followed by a very large buck who took that opportunity to mate with the doe. I couldn't bring myself to shoot him in that situation so waited and next thing I knew they were in the brush out of sight forever. I guess I never was much of a hunter actually. I just enjoyed being with the animals more than the thought of shooting them.
Saturday, December 6, 2014
While we don't have much in the way of snow on the ground we do have this beauty to look at on our walks so we thought we would share it.
Thursday, December 4, 2014
Today, as runners complete the 16th annual, 180-mile Sand Creek Spiritual Healing run, marking the 150th anniversary and commemoration of the Sand Creek Massacre, I offer something that has been too long in coming.
On behalf of the state of Colorado, I want to apologize.
To the runners, to the Tribal Leaders and to all of the Indigenous people and the proud and painful legacy you represent…
On behalf of the good, peaceful and loving people in Colorado, I am sorry for the atrocity that our government and its agents visutteited upon your ancestors. I want to assure you that we will not run from this history, and that we will always work for peace and healing.
Yesterday Colorado State Governor John Hickenlooper finally after 150 years uttered an apology to our Native American brothers and sisters over Sand Creek atrocity. It took a long time coming but here it is and it was clearly sincere. If more of our elected officials would do the same including the Federal Government perhaps we could for once put these times behind us, recognize history for what it is not what some want to portray it as being and move ahead as the brothers we are and not the oppressors we have been.
Until we honestly acknowledge mistakes in the past and move to correct them like Gov. Hickenlooper has done in this case we are going to be living with lies and open wounds of the past.
Wednesday, December 3, 2014
Back in the day my sister Marg and I got 25 cents an hour for babysitting...hard to buy each other Christmas presents when that was our sole income. Therefore Mom would buy something for us to give each other.
Marg and I slept upstairs in our small house. It was unheated and there was a short hallway between our two rooms, the stairs going off that hallway.
One night around Christmas we were talking back and forth and I think I was the one that started the conversation: "You will never guess what I got you for Christmas...there are three of them." "Really?" says Marg. "Give me a hint." I said, "One is red, one is black and one is white." Silence...then laughter. "I got you the same thing!!!"
Ah, so thankful for memories................especially those that make me smile!
Posted by Carol at Wednesday, December 03, 2014
Tuesday, December 2, 2014
Sunday, November 30, 2014
I can remember a tree similar to this at my Mom and Dad's house. I am not sure but I have a suspicion that a friend of theirs who was "into" ceramics may have made theirs. I always loved it and had hoped to have one someday...and someday is now!
Starting this year it will be part of our Christmas decorating tradition...............and I will always think of my Mom and Dad when we put it out.
You can find it and many really neat "old time" items at http://www.vermontcountrystore.com/store/
Posted by Carol at Sunday, November 30, 2014