My new book

I'd like to post an exerpt from my newest attempt at writing a book. I lost my other one when my home was burned down in 06. It was too heartbreaking to start over after I already had written 18 chapters. I haven't found a title for my new one yet, but here's a short bit from it...

She'd been alone for quite some time, since her husband left 4 years ago for Iraq and never came home. She wasn't unhappy so much as lonely. She was sitting on her bed staring at the alarm clock. It was still on the nightstand on his side of the bed, she hadn't gotten rid of his belongings and everything in the house was still the same now as it was then. " I have to get ready for work," she said out loud to her dog, Kevlar. She was a pretty woman, 5'6" slender and in shape. Her hair as blonde as the noonday sun was as unruly as the wind. Celia Thompson was a strong gentle kindhearted woman. She slowly rose from the bed and reluctantly went to shower.Kevlar the faithful German Shepherd following at her heal. " No bath today silly dog, I have to work. We'll go to the park when I get home and you'll get your bath tomorrow." Unlike most dogs Kevlar loved water of any kind. He was a large white german shepherd with blue eyes, anyone that met him thought he was a wolf and were afraid when they met him, but were soon won over by his gentle ways. He whined begging for a bath. After she showered she made breakfast, bacon and eggs for her and Kevlar. As she sat down to eat the phone rang. "Hello?" she answered.It was her mother Bobbi, who was as beautiful as her daughter at fifty."hello darling. How are you today?"she asked hurridly. " I just called to see if you have plans for Friday night. I met the most darling man and I'd like you to meet him." Quick to answer Celia said," Mother you know I don't like blind dates. I'm just not ready to date yet." "Phooey!" Spat Bobbi." It's been four years since Paul passed, and at thirty two you're not getting any younger. Besides I still don't have any grand children, and I don't think your brother will ever settle down. He loves horses more than women I think." Her older brother Jarred owned a ranch and gave riding lessons to handicapped children. At 35 he was a handsome man but as weather worn as an old cow hand." He's a wonderful man please say you'll go. You'll like him andyou have a lot in common. He has a black German shepherd female that I'm sure Kevlar would enjoy too!"pled Bobbi. "Let me think about it Mother, I haveto get ready for work."growled Celia.She hung up the phone put the dishes away thinking about what her mother had said. It's true she's not getting any younger, but is she ready to date again? She still missed paul so. "well", she thought. "I don't have have time to worry about that now I have to get ready for work. She owned her own veterinary clinic, and helped the local rescues with their animal care.

Blogging...

I really haven't been faithful as far as blogging is concerned. I've become addicted to facebook. It's so cool- I can read about everyone I've lost contact with over the last twenty years and catch up. It's fun to interact live with so many people.I feel i have lost so much by losing these people in my life. There's nothing I can really do to make up for it, except say I'm sorry, and I've always loved and missed you all. I might have done better had I kept them in my life. I sure know they keep me going every day. Kind words, Support, and just plain seeing their lives and pictures makes me feel better. maybe I can help someone or make a difference, maybe not. I can, at least, let them know I'm paying attention now. I do care. And i kinda need them, more now than ever before. If you're a facebook friend reading this- thank you. I love you and I'm sorry if I've ever hurt you or done you wrong.
I've laid here in my house crying for 4 years- ENOUGH! I'm starting all over again,and this time, with the hand of God I'm going to do it right.I may say somethings someone doesn't agree with, or has a different opinion, but aren't we all supposed to have our own opinions on things? well, Mark my words- This year is my year for growth and change. I WILL SURVIVE, I WILL MAKE A DIFFERENCE!

I CAN DO ALL THINGS THROUGH CHRIST WHO STRENGTHENS ME. PHILLIPIANS 4:13

Well, it's 3:39am, and I'm still awake. Another insomnia night, with ambien. Oh well it gives me more time to research my studies before school starts!

Unwell Radio

Check out my radio station I created. This is the link to my profile www.pandora.com/people/bethsnikpmot click on Unwell Radio on the left under the orange radio tower. It's a mix I've selected of all music from classical to rock, 40's and 50's to today. If you don't like a song click the thumbs down, it'll skip it. If you like it click thumbs up. All feed back helps me build my radio station. You can listen up to 40 hours a month free, or subscribe for $36 a year. Join me on Pandora radio, where we have a choice in what is played! you may have to copy and paste the link, as I haven't perfected everything yet. all suggestions and feedback more than welcome!

The fur kids

Deuce is 11, Junkie is 11, and they have to put up with the new guys. Leo is a 9 month old Husky Lab mix. He's a trip. Buddy is a 1 yr old Boshih- Boston Terrier, Shih Tzu mix. I still Have Charlie the cat he's 8, and Mystic the cat, who is 2 now. It's a house full!!I'll add Buddy's pic as soon as I can.

Our House

THIS IS THE HOUSE WHERE LOVE GROWS!

Just rambling

I was laying here thinking about my dogs in my life! Oh how I loved them all So! There's been a few since I bred German Shepherds for almost 10 years.Each was so special and unique. But I always wanted to name one Kevlar to keep for myself to take Deuce's place when he's gone. Deuce has been everything you could ever want in a dog.A perfect dog til recently.From rescueing that 3 year old girl to saving my life a few times, and helping me when I get hurt. He wakes me up when I'm sleeping hard and in pain or night mare. He always reassures me like a person would or tries to use his body heat to make the pain go away. I swear he's more human than dog! Any way back to the Kevlar thing.I almost had Kevlar twice. Neither was here to work in Deuce's stead tho. The first was when I bred Thor and Ice Spirit. Ice Spirit died from complications of that Litter so it started bad. Only 5 of 10 pups survived birthing. Ice passed a week later Never being able to mother her pups. Her Mom Duchess took over and nursed them but care was up to me! Duchess had her own pups to care for.Her pregnancy was fine, but she went in labor early during an Ice storm outside in the Whelping kennel I made for her litter. She liked it outside all the time. She was born on New year's eve 3 years 2002 (Thor was born Christmas Eve 2002). The first pup was born in her shelter and she panicked and sat on him. I heard her and went and brought them in next to the fire.She had the next 4 and everything went wrong. The first one was a male, she'd hurt him when she sat on him. He was blind in one eye, and had severe pneumonia. I nursed him and kept him warm and gave him antibiotics and he thrived! I decided to keep him even though I already had the other 3 adult Shepherds, Deuce and Junkie. I named him Kevlar. when Bruce and I separated I was on my own. My friend always wanted Kevlar. He was beautiful- Solid white with the long shepherd coat. I gave him to him and he bought the other 2 pups that were left. He had lots of land. He had them fixed, etc. He promised to never chain them and had big lots for them when he left. They got loose all the time. He chained them 1 time and came home and they'd all 3 hung themselves. It broke my heart. I lost all my babies 1 by 1 shortly after the separation, til only Deuce and Junkie were left. I got a black pit mastiff mix at 5 weeks old. He was awesome- soooo smart. at 12 weeks he was obedience trained. I had Ideas for him. He was Kevlar! One day at 13 weeks he ate a plastic cat toy and I didn't know. Next day he was in bad shape. I took him to the vet but there was no saving him. I've lost a lot of my fur kids and they all hurt bad. I'm always worried about Leo. he's always into something whether indoors or out. He eats things he shouldn't. Dillon Named him after the white lighter on the show Charmed. He said this is the one that'll look after me. It makes me feel better too that I didn't name him Kevlar (I thought about it)or he probably wouldn't have survived all the crazy things he's done. Any way- Just rambling.

The vet appointment went great. Leo has everything he needs to carry him until next year. The vet asked if I was interested in Search and Rescue and I said I was, but haven't started training because of financial reasons. He asked if I wanted to work with their office and they would help with training and sponsorship. He said he thinks he's really smart and has a great nose. He wants to wait 2 more wekks on his leg healing and start agility to build up his attention span. I'm sooo excited! I started Deuce in training when he was a puppy, but injury after injury kept him from being certified. Although he did find a 3 year old girl who had been lost about 30 minutes while we were training in the forrest one time. I asked if we could try they said sure. He went straight to her. She wasn't far just out of sight and didn't want to stop playing so she didn't answer them.she liked Deuce! Maybe it'll work out with Leo! Pray! I will be. TTYL B

Start of the yearly vet appointments.

Well I've started lining up appointments for all the animals for yearly checkups, rabies(3 year) etc. Leo will have his first Rabies shot today. He's already had all his other shots as well as the other animals. It's hard to get done since I have no car. But they do home visits and I'm going to talk to them about that today. It might be easier that way anyway.Leo's very well behaved in the car, so All should go well. I can't believe how big he is at 7 months old! He was born July 26th and when I got him he was sooo small. the vet thinks he'll get about 25% bigger. He weighs 65 lbs and when he hurt his leg he weighed 48.8 lbs. Big boy. He's as big as Deuce now if not a bit taller. He thinks he's as small a Junkie! It's too funny! Yesterday he decided he wanted to sleep on the arm of the couch like Junkie does- Too funny! He stood on it and tried to make himself small enough to fit he whined about it and begged for help. He finally realized he wouldn't fit and came and laid on my lap whining and staring at me as if to say"why won't it work anymore?" He's just too funny. He's really protective of me, but any large vehicle he sees sends him running. On walks he hides behind me when the garbage truck or school bus goes by. But if he smells or sees people he's on alert and doesn't want anyone he doesn't know near me. He doesn't offer to bite just growls a little. Well vet time TTYL-B

Finally

I finally remembered my password for my blog! I guess since the last one things have started too change. I'm planning on moving to northern California. I'm going with some friends. We have been planning and are preparing to go. I'm not sure exactly when, but soon we'll go. My kids will still get to come see me and Jr is graduating soon. We'lll be together again soon. In the mean time I'll keep everything as up to date as I can.
My Friends that I'm going with are in Florida right now Her mom is sick. I'm hoping for the best for them and miss them badly.
I gotta go for now, so TTYL> B