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I had woken up in the middle of the night wondering how I can continue to afford my medical nightmare and Shaitan rolled over and placed his paw as depicted in the photo. I'd of given up long ago but for them.

Thank you for posting, Douglas, and you, as well, have a Blessed day.

Judith

“Somebody shout”

It’s been said “if you are going through hell…don’t stop!”

@lacy2
I like to take it a further:
Bought the T-shirt, burned it and spread the ashes!!!

@lacy2
Taking it to the 21st century…”To err is human-
to really mess up takes a computer!”

....To err is human - to forgive, canine.

in reply to@olderdiva12345 Instagram. You may have to create an account, but it is very easy and totally different from Facebook. You have control over what you want to follow and things of that nature. My profile is frantogo21

Thanks, fran. I'll try again, this afternoon if I have time. Have a great day.

in reply to @psychoticnonconformist Thank you. I understand. I lost my dog in March 2022 and it was a good 6 or more months before I could sleep in my bedroom at night, and I still have trouble sleeping. She was a pit bull that I rescued from the shelter and out of the many dogs I have had in my lifetime, she was overall the best dog. I am hearing impaired so I had trained her to be a "hearing dog" because when I am alone in my apartment I do not always wear my hearing aids. She was my protector and best friend. After she died I planted an olive tree in a pot so that I could move it indoors during the winter. For what it is worth, I talk to that tree everyday and say "Goodnight Ducky" every evening. The SPCA had named her, she had been there over 150 days and had been rescued from a dog fighting ring. The SPCA interviewed over 100 people before deciding to give her to me. While I probably could have changed her name, I did not because that was the name she was used to. However, everyone really did think she was "just ducky." I sorely miss her, as you can imagine. Her pictures adorn my walls, but lately I have been thinking that maybe I should take some down and perhaps make some kind of shadow box instead so that my apartment does not look like some shrine to a now deceased dog. Just typing this brings back so many wonderful memories. I have given thought to getting another dog, but I could never love another dog as much as I loved Ducky. My friend, who was once my rheumatologist, told me that sometimes things do happen for a reason, and I believe that my dog died because she knew I was sick. Always putting her nose where my liver is, following me into the bathroom etc. We all know how smart dogs are in this way. I have a picture of her on the way to the vet on that fateful day, and she has the biggest smile on her face. It was after this, that I began trying to live more like my dog, "in the moment." Dogs teach us many things, don't they?