I wanted to thank everyone again who commented and liked my posts this week. On Monday, I found a small dog tied via leash to my porch. I was on my way out when I spotted her there, and at first, I did a double take. It at first appeared to be abandoned. A walk around the neighborhood produced zero answers. The one thing most identifiable about this dog was the fact that it is blind in both eyes. I felt sorry for the dog, but it was clear that it was an elderly dog, not a young pup by any means. I flashed back to the time that I found my cat Gabriel in November of 2010, and remembered how sorry I felt for him. He was alone and scared. Are we all not alone and scared sometimes? The right thing to do was just as obvious to me then as it is now. The right thing, it seems, is often a problem for some people to accept. Nobody was pleased when I brought home a stray cat in 2010, but my original intention was merely to get him some help, and then see him off to a loving family. In time, he became an official part of mine. With this dog, it was pretty clear that she had a previous owner, so by no means would I be adopting her. Merely caring for her until we pieced together what had happened. In the process, I tried to look up the numbers of various shelters in the area. This is when one friend decided to take the low road and say things like, just get rid of the dog, and stop obsessing. I did not appreciate his tone one bit, and merely told him to let me deal with the situation. We did not talk again until after the dog was happily reunited with its original owners. I wanted to apologize for my own harshness, but I needed him to know that his tone was not helpful. He ignored that message, and opted for another subject entirely. Check out this phones photo capturing capabilities! Fine. I commented on that for his sake, and then after a short while, I sent one more encouraging message about how happily the situation with the dog resolved, about decorating for Christmas, and how beautiful the day was looking. He simply wrote, Yes, I know. As cryptic as ever. I left it alone for awhile. I wanted to focus on my decorating. I came back later and wrote I know, too. Two can play at that game! When I told him what I meant, he freaked out, and it was ON! He called me such names as man child and said that I live in Disneyland and What Dreams May Come. I have news for him. He is 9 years older than I am, and he is no closer to figuring out his own life. He is vindictive about his neighbors, and he lives tormented by everything that has ever happened to him. He needs to start thinking positively, if he ever wishes to do anything with his life. He chose to block me on Facebook and Twitter, and we have not spoken since. He actually wanted me to call him on the phone, but you know, I think that may just be a very bad idea right now! Ironically, this was all caused by a blind dog. I now see more clearly than I have in quite some time! Peace be with everyone! Even those still struggling with their pain.
Posted on: Fri, 29 Nov 2013 19:20:40 +0000
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