A sad dog's story

When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics
and made you laugh. You called me your child, and
despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of
murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend.
Whenever I was "bad," you'd shake your finger at me
and ask "How could you?" -- but then you'd relent, and
roll me over for a belly rub.
My housebreaking took a little longer than expected,
because you were terribly busy, but we worked on that
together. I remember those nights of nuzzling you in
bed and listening to your confidences and secret
dreams, and I believed that life could not be any more
perfect. We went for long walks and runs in the park,
car rides, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone
because "ice cream is bad for dogs," you said), and I
took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home
at the end of the day.
Gradually, you began spending more time at work and
on your career, and more time searching for a human
mate. I waited for you patiently, comforted you through
heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you
about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your
homecomings, and when you fell in love. She, now your
wife, is not a "dog person" -- still welcomed her into our
home, tried to show her affection, and obeyed her. I
was happy because you were happy. Then the human
babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was
fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I
wanted to mother them, too. Only she and you worried
that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time
banished to another room, or to a dog crate. Oh, how I
wanted to love them, but I became a "prisoner of love."
As they began to grow, I became their friend. They
clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly
legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears,
and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved everything
about them and their touch because your touch was
now so infrequent -- and I would have defended them
with my life if need be. I would sneak into their beds
and listen to their worries and secret dreams, and
together we waited for the sound of your car in the
driveway.
There had been a time, when others asked you if you
had a dog, that you produced a photo of me from your
wallet and told them stories about me. These past few
years, you just answered "yes" and changed the subject.
I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog," and
you resented every expenditure on my behalf.
Now, you have a new career opportunity in another city,
and you and they will be moving to an apartment that
does not allow pets. You've made the right decision for
your "family," but there was a time when I was your
only family. I was excited about the car ride until we
arrived at the animal shelter. It smelled of dogs and
cats, of fear, of hopelessness. You filled out the
paperwork and said "I know you will find a good home
for her." They shrugged and gave you a pained look.
They understand the realities facing a middle-aged dog,
even one with "papers." You had to pry your son's
fingers loose from my collar as he screamed "No, Daddy!
Please don't let them take my dog!"
I worried for him, and what lessons you had just taught
him about friendship and loyalty, about love and
responsibility, and about respect for all life. You gave
me a good-bye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and
politely refused to take my collar and leash with you.
You had a deadline to meet and now I have one, too.
After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably
knew about your upcoming move months ago and made
no attempt to find me another good home. They shook
their heads and asked, "How could you?" They are as
attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy
schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I lost my
appetite days ago. At first, whenever anyone passed my
pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you that you
had changed your mind --that this was all a bad
dream ... or I hoped it would at least be someone who
cared, anyone who might save me. When I realized I
could not compete with the frolicking for attention of
happy puppies, oblivious to their own fate, I retreated
to a far corner and waited. I heard her footsteps as she
came for me at the end of the day, and I padded along
the aisle after her to a separate room.
A blissfully quiet room. She placed me on the table and
rubbed my ears, and told me not to worry. My heart
pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there
was also a sense of relief.
The prisoner of love had run out of days. As is my
nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden
which she bears weighs heavily on her, and I know
that, the same way I knew your every mood. She gently
placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran
down her cheek. I licked her hand in the same way I
used to comfort you so many years ago. She expertly
slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the
sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body, I
lay down sleepily, looked into her kind eyes and
murmured "How could you?"
Perhaps because she understood my dog speak, she said
"I'm so sorry." She hugged me, and hurriedly explained
it was her job to make sure I went to a better place,
where I wouldn't be ignored or abused or abandoned, or
have to fend for myself -- a place of love and light so
very different from this earthly place.
With my last bit of energy, I tried to convey to her with
a thump of my tail that my "How could you?" was not
directed at her. It was you, My Beloved Master, I was
thinking of. I will think of you and wait for you forever.
May everyone in your life continue to show you so much
loyalty.

50 WEIRD FACTS

Cool and Weird facts about our everyday lives that
everyone should know. Check out this collection of 50 Cool
and Weird Fun Facts.
Start your day learning something you didn't know
yesterday.
1. You breathe on average about 5 million times a year.
2. Months that begin on a Sunday always have a Friday the
13th in them.
3. You are born with 300 bones, by the time you are an
adult you will have 206.
4. The average lead pencil will write a line about 35 miles
long or write approximately 50,000 English words.
5. One fourth of the bones in your body are in your feet.
6. The average person spends 2 weeks of their lifetime
waiting for the light to change from red to green.
7. It takes more calories to eat a piece of celery than the
celery has in it.
8. The present population is expected to rise to 15 Billion by
the year 2080.
9. The largest recorded snowflake was 15 inches wide and 8
inches thick.
10. The tip of a bullwhip moves so fast that the sound it
makes is actually a tiny sonic boom.
11. Native Americans used to name their children after the
first thing they saw as they left their tepees after their
children were born, hence the names Sitting Bull and
Running Water.
12. The Matami Tribe of West Africa play their own version
of football, instead of a normal football they use a human
skull.
13. Coca-Cola would be green if the food colorant wasn't
added.
14. During the 17th Century, the Sultan of Turkey ordered his
hole harem of women to be drowned and replaced with a
new one.
15. Coffins used for cremation are usually made with plastic
handles.
16. "Almost" is the longest word in the English language with
all the letters in alphabetical order.
17. Human thigh bones are stronger than concrete.
18. Cockroaches can live several weeks with their heads cut
off.
19. It is impossible to sneeze with your eyes open. We dare
you, give it a try!
20. A Ten Gallon Hat will only hold 3/4 of a Gallon.
21. Of all the words in the English language, the word "SET"
has the most definitions.
22. It is against the law to burp, or sneeze inside a church in
Nebraska.
23. In 1386 a pig in France was executed by public hanging
for the murder of a child.
24. Earth is the only planet not named after a god.
25. The world's oldest piece of chewing gum is over 9,000
years old!
26. Scientists have tracked butterflies travelling over 3,000
miles.
27. The silkworm consumes 86,000 times its own weight in
56 days.
28. If removed from the stress of the modern world, the
average human would sleep about 10 hours a day.
29. To produce a single pound of honey, a single bee would
have to visit 2 million flowers.
30. A colony of 500 bats can eat approximately 250,000
insects in an hour.
31. One in Five adults believe that aliens are hiding in our
planet disguised as humans.
32. Travelling masseuses in ancient Japan were required by
law to be blind.
33. The bloodhound is the only animal whose evidence is
admissible in court.
34. James Fixx, the man who popularized jogging in America
died of a heart attack while running.
35. The average American spends about a year and a half of
his or her life watching commercials on television. What
are you doing?! Get out and spend that year and a half
doing something productive!
36. Ancient Greeks practiced a form (ineffective) of birth
control that consisted of having a woman hold her breath,
making her squat, and sneezing.
37. The FDA permits up to 5 whole insects per 100 grams of
apple butter.
38. There are no naturally occurring blue foods, even
blueberries are purple!
39. The skeleton of Jeremy Bentham is present in all the
important meetings of the University of London.
40. The elephant is the only mammal that can't jump!
41. Just like fingerprints, everyone's tongue is different.
42. The longest recorded flight of a chicken is 13 seconds.
43. 400 Quarter Pounders can be made from a single cow.
44. Only 38% of Americans eat breakfast every day.
45. 111,111,111 x 111,111,111 = 12,345,678,987,654,321
46. 11% of the World is left handed.
47. A "Jiffy" is the scientific name for 1/100th of a second.
48. A Boeing 747's wingspan is longer than the Wright
brothers' first flight.
49. A broken clock is right two times a day.
50. A duck's quack doesn't echo anywhere, no one knows
why.

If

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

The blind girl who hated herself

There was a blind girl who hated herself just because she
was blind. She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend.
He was always there for her. She said that if she could only
see the world, she would marry her boyfriend.
One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her and then
she could see everything, including her boyfriend. Her
boyfriend asked her, “now that you can see the world, will
you marry me?”
The girl was shocked when she saw that her boyfriend was
blind too, and refused to marry him. Her boyfriend walked
away in tears, and later wrote a letter to her saying:
“Just take care of my eyes dear.”
This is how human brain changes when the status changed.
Only few remember what life was before, and who’s always
been there even in the most painful situations.
Life Is A Gift
Today before you think of saying an unkind word–
think of someone who can’t speak.
Before you complain about the taste of your food–
think of someone who has nothing to eat.
Before you complain about your husband or wife–
think of someone who is crying out to God for a
companion.
Today before you complain about life–
think of someone who went too early to heaven.
Before you complain about your children–
think of someone who desires children but they’re barren.
Before you argue about your dirty house, someone didn’t
clean or sweep–
think of the people who are living in the streets.
Before whining about the distance you drive–
think of someone who walks the same distance with their
feet.
And when you are tired and complain about your job–
think of the unemployed, the disabled and those who wished
they had your job.
But before you think of pointing the finger or condemning
another–
remember that not one of us are without sin and we all
answer to one maker.
And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down–
put a smile on your face and thank God you’re alive and
still around.

I MISS YOU

Missing someone is like going on a day with no energy.
Its like breathing without air.
Its like like singing without melody.
Dancing with no music.
Laughing with no sound.
Missing someone can make you really crazy.
Especially if that someone is the only person that can make
you laugh, smile, cheer you up.
That someone that takes your breath away with every hi
and hello that you exchange.
Missing you is the feeling that I’ve always hated.
Since I got to know you, you became part of everything I
do.
I hope I wouldn’t miss you anymore.
Because that means, I’m spending everyday of life with
you.
I find myself struggling with words this morning, trying to
express how I feel. I'm missing my soulmate. I'm missing the
little things that mean so much to me. Glancing over to see
if my soulmate is online so we can talk or chat. Hearing her
voice, hearing her laugh. Checking my email to see if she's
had time to write. Looking to see if she's posted anything
that I can read online.
It'll be a while before I can hear her voice again.I am
missing her terribly... I just hope she is enjoying the time
with her family, enjoying the holidays.I see her when I close
my eyes, but it's not enough. I hear her voice in the back
of my head, but it isn't the same...
But at least I feel her in my heart and in my soul. I know
my love for her is strong and true. She completes me. Even
if we can't communicate, I know she's there. And she knows
I am here.
I will be strong. And I will wait...Miss you

DESIDERATA

desiderata - by max ehrmann
Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and
remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible, without surrender, be on good
terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and
clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the
ignorant, they too have their story. Avoid loud and
aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others, you may
become vain and bitter; for always there will be
greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy
your achievements as well as your plans. Keep
interested in your own career, however humble; it is
a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the
world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to
what virtue there is; many persons strive for high
ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be
yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither
be cynical about love, for in the face of all aridity
and disenchantment it is perennial as the grass.
Take kindly to the counsel of the years, gracefully
surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of
spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not
distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are
born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with
yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less
than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be
here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt
the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you
conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and
aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep
peace in your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is
still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
Max Ehrmann c.1920

The Inspiration of shrek was a wrestler.

People love to say, look at how much Shrek looks
like Maurice. One day I was at the National
Wrestling Hall of Fame Dan Gable Museum where
one of the Maurice Tillet Death Masks are. A lady,
walked up to his death mask unprovoked and said,
"He sure looks like Shrek". I spoke to her and she
had no idea that Shrek was almost certainly
modeled from Maurice.This is how much alike
they appear, however evidence goes deeper than
just physical appearance, so please read on.