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August 1, 2009
| JustAmy; St.Louie1; MamaBear; Billie
Posted on 08/01/2009 12:38:43 AM PDT by JustAmy
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TOPICS: Humor; Miscellaneous; Poetry; The Poetry Branch
KEYWORDS: amysplace; friends; july; poetry
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To: WayzataJOHNN
LOL
Go Get ‘Em, Johnn. Sounds to me like you are wearing the perfect attire for a Friday with the liberals.
Have a great afternoon and a wonderful weekend.
3,381
posted on
08/28/2009 12:48:00 PM PDT
by
JustAmy
(Republicans think everyday is July 4th. Democrats think everyday is April 15th.)
To: All
I have a few errands to run today so I had better get started.
Enjoy your Day and have a Blessed Weekend.
I hope to get back later. Have fun.
3,382
posted on
08/28/2009 12:49:40 PM PDT
by
JustAmy
(Republicans think everyday is July 4th. Democrats think everyday is April 15th.)
To: LUV W
Love it, Luv!
He’s so cute!!!
3,383
posted on
08/28/2009 1:01:09 PM PDT
by
jaycee
(("His eye is on the sparrow and I know He watches me."))
To: JustAmy
Howdy...you have a wonderful weekend, too!
3,384
posted on
08/28/2009 1:02:03 PM PDT
by
luvie
(We want freedom; obama is giving us tyranny--all across the board! ~Michael Ledeen~)
To: JustAmy; All
From an e-mail... grab a box of Kleenex... You're gonna need it.
Reggie the Lab
They told me the big black Lab's name was Reggie as I looked at him lying in his pen. the shelter was clean and the people really friendly. I'd only been in the area for six months, but everywhere I went in the small college town, people were welcoming and open. Everyone waves when you pass them on the street.
But something was still missing as I attempted to settle in to my new life here, and I thought a dog couldn't hurt. Give me someone to talk to. And I had just seen Reggie's advertisement on the local news. The shelter said they had received numerous calls right after, but they said the people who had come down to see him just didn't look like "Lab people," whatever that meant. They must've thought I did.
But at first, I thought the shelter had misjudged me in giving me Reggie and his things, which consisted of a dog pad, bag of toys almost all of which were brand new tennis balls, his dishes, and a sealed letter from his previous owner. See, Reggie and I didn't really hit it off when we got home. We struggled for two weeks (which is how long the shelter told me to give him to adjust to his new home). Maybe it was the fact that I was trying to adjust, too. Maybe we were too much alike.
For some reason, his stuff (except for the tennis balls - he wouldn't go anywhere without two stuffed in his mouth) got tossed in with all of my other unpacked boxes. I guess I didn't really think he'd need all his old stuff, that I'd get him new things once he settled in. but it became pretty clear pretty soon that he wasn't going to.
I tried the normal commands the shelter told me he knew, ones like "sit" and "stay" and "come" and "heel," and he'd follow them - when he felt like it. He never really seemed to listen when I called his name - sure, he'd look in my direction after the fourth of fifth time I said it, but then he'd just go back to doing whatever. When I'd ask again, you could almost see him sigh and then grudgingly obey.
This just wasn't going to work. He chewed a couple shoes and some unpacked boxes. I was a little too stern with him and he resented it, I could tell. The friction got so bad that I couldn't wait for the two weeks to be up, and when it was, I was in full-on search mode for my cellphone amid all of my unpacked stuff. I remembered leaving it on the stack of boxes for the guest room, but I also mumbled, rather cynically, that the "damn dog probably hid it on me."
Finally I found it, but before I could punch up the shelter's number, I also found his pad and other toys from the shelter.. I tossed the pad in Reggie's direction and he snuffed it and wagged, some of the most enthusiasm I'd seen since bringing him home. But then I called, "Hey, Reggie, you like that? Come here and I'll give you a treat." Instead, he sort of glanced in my direction - maybe "glared" is more accurate - and then gave a discontented sigh and flopped down. With his back to me.
Well, that's not going to do it either, I thought. And I punched the shelter phone number.
But I hung up when I saw the sealed envelope. I had completely forgotten about that, too. "Okay, Reggie," I said out loud, "let's see if your previous owner has any advice.".........
_______________________________________
To Whoever Gets My Dog: Well, I can't say that I'm happy you're reading this, a letter I told the shelter could only be opened by Reggie's new owner. I'm not even happy writing it. If you're reading this, it means I just got back from my last car ride with my Lab after dropping him off at the shelter. He knew something was different. I have packed up his pad and toys before and set them by the back door before a trip, but this time... it's like he knew something was wrong. And something is wrong... which is why I have to go to try to make it right.
So let me tell you about my Lab in the hopes that it will help you bond with him and he with you.
First, he loves tennis balls. the more the merrier. Sometimes I think he's part squirrel, the way he hordes them. He usually always has two in his mouth, and he tries to get a third in there. Hasn't done it yet. Doesn't matter where you throw them, he'll bound after it, so be careful - really don't do it by any roads. I made that mistake once, and it almost cost him dearly.
Next, commands. Maybe the shelter staff already told you, but I'll go over them again: Reggie knows the obvious ones - "sit," "stay," "come," "heel." He knows hand signals: "back" to turn around and go back when you put your hand straight up; and "over" if you put your hand out right or left. "Shake" for shaking water off, and "paw" for a high-five. He does "down" when he feels like lying down - I bet you could work on that with him some more. He knows "ball" and "food" and "bone" and "treat" like nobody's business.
I trained Reggie with small food treats. Nothing opens his ears like little pieces of hot dog.
Feeding schedule: twice a day, once about seven in the morning, and again at six in the evening. Regular store-bought stuff; the shelter has the brand.
He's up on his shots. Call the clinic on 9th Street and update his info with yours; they'll make sure to send you reminders for when he's due. Be forewarned: Reggie hates the vet. Good luck getting him in the car - I don't know how he knows when it's time to go to the vet, but he knows.
Finally, give him some time. I've never been married, so it's only been Reggie and me for his whole life. He's gone everywhere with me, so please include him on your daily car rides if you can. He sits well in the backseat, and he doesn't bark or complain. He just loves to be around people, and me most especially.
Which means that this transition is going to be hard, with him going to live with someone new.
And that's why I need to share one more bit of info with you....
His name's not Reggie.
I don't know what made me do it, but when I dropped him off at the shelter, I told them his name was Reggie. He's a smart dog, he'll get used to it and will respond to it, of that I have no doubt. but I just couldn't bear to give them his real name. For me to do that, it seemed so final, that handing him over to the shelter was as good as me admitting that I'd never see him again. And if I end up coming back, getting him, and tearing up this letter, it means everything's fine. But if someone else is reading it, well... well it means that his new owner should know his real name. It'll help you bond with him. Who knows, maybe you'll even notice a change in his demeanor if he's been giving you problems.
His real name is Tank.
Because that is what I drive.
Again, if you're reading this and you're from the area, maybe my name has been on the news. I told the shelter that they couldn't make "Reggie" available for adoption until they received word from my company commander. See, my parents are gone, I have no siblings, no one I could've left Tank with... and it was my only real request of the Army upon my deployment to Iraq , that they make one phone call the shelter... in the "event".... to tell them that Tank could be put up for adoption. Luckily, my colonel is a dog guy, too, and he knew where my platoon was headed. He said he'd do it personally. And if you're reading this, then he made good on his word.
Well, this letter is getting to downright depressing, even though, frankly, I'm just writing it for my dog. I couldn't imagine if I was writing it for a wife and kids and family. but still, Tank has been my family for the last six years, almost as long as the Army has been my family.
And now I hope and pray that you make him part of your family and that he will adjust and come to love you the same way he loved me.
That unconditional love from a dog is what I took with me to Iraq as an inspiration to do something selfless, to protect innocent people from those who would do terrible things... and to keep those terrible people from coming over here. If I had to give up Tank in order to do it, I am glad to have done so. He was my example of service and of love. I hope I honored him by my service to my country and comrades.
All right, that's enough. I deploy this evening and have to drop this letter off at the shelter. I don't think I'll say another good-bye to Tank, though. I cried too much the first time. Maybe I'll peek in on him and see if he finally got that third tennis ball in his mouth.
Good luck with Tank. Give him a good home, and give him an extra kiss goodnight - every night - from me.
Thank you, Paul Mallory
_____________________________________
I folded the letter and slipped it back in the envelope. Sure I had heard of Paul Mallory, everyone in town knew him, even new people like me. Local kid, killed in Iraq a few months ago and posthumously earning the Silver Star when he gave his life to save three buddies. Flags had been at half-mast all summer.
I leaned forward in my chair and rested my elbows on my knees, staring at the dog.
"Hey, Tank," I said quietly.
The dog's head whipped up, his ears cocked and his eyes bright.
"C'mere boy."
He was instantly on his feet, his nails clicking on the hardwood floor. He sat in front of me, his head tilted, searching for the name he hadn't heard in months.
"Tank," I whispered.
His tail swished.
I kept whispering his name, over and over, and each time, his ears lowered, his eyes softened, and his posture relaxed as a wave of contentment just seemed to flood him. I stroked his ears, rubbed his shoulders, buried my face into his scruff and hugged him.
"It's me now, Tank, just you and me. Your old pal gave you to me." Tank reached up and licked my cheek. "So whatdaya say we play some ball? His ears perked again. "Yeah? Ball? You like that? Ball?" Tank tore from my hands and disappeared in the next room.
And when he came back, he had three tennis balls in his mouth.
GOD BLESS THE USA
3,385
posted on
08/28/2009 1:09:55 PM PDT
by
Diver Dave
(Of all the things I've ever lost, I miss my mind the most)
To: jaycee
Thanks, Jaycee! Happy Friday!
3,386
posted on
08/28/2009 1:19:13 PM PDT
by
luvie
(We want freedom; obama is giving us tyranny--all across the board! ~Michael Ledeen~)
To: LUV W
Hi gorgeous! Love your smile! It goes with your Friday scarf. Yippee-kai-yai-yay!
3,387
posted on
08/28/2009 1:20:14 PM PDT
by
Lady Jag
(Double your income. Fire the government)
To: Lady Jag
*ARF!*
3,388
posted on
08/28/2009 1:21:17 PM PDT
by
luvie
(We want freedom; obama is giving us tyranny--all across the board! ~Michael Ledeen~)
To: Diver Dave
Biggest tear jerker I’ve ever read! You need a whole box of Kleenex for that on! Thanks, Dave! I’m gonna copy that one!
3,389
posted on
08/28/2009 1:29:09 PM PDT
by
jaycee
(("His eye is on the sparrow and I know He watches me."))
To: jaycee
On a much lighter note...
Important Health Issue:
Do you have feelings of inadequacy?
Do you suffer from shyness?
Do you sometimes wish you were more assertive?
If you answered yes to any of these questions, ask your doctor or pharmacist about Margaritas.
Margaritas are the safe, natural way to feel better and more confident about yourself and your actions. Margaritas can help ease you out of your shyness and let you tell the world that you’re ready and willing to do just about anything.
You will notice the benefits of Margaritas almost immediately and with a regimen of regular doses you can overcome any obstacles that prevent you from living the life you want to live. Shyness and awkwardness will be a thing of the past and you will discover many talents you never knew you had. Stop hiding and start living, with Margaritas.
Margaritas may not be right for everyone. Women who are pregnant or nursing should not use Margaritas. However, women who wouldn’t mind nursing or becoming pregnant are encouraged to try it.
Side effects may include:
- Dizziness
- Nausea
- Vomiting
- Incarceration
- Erotic lustfulness
- Loss of motor control
- Loss of clothing
- Loss of money
- Loss of virginity
- Table dancing
- Headache
- Dehydration
- Dry mouth
- And a desire to sing Karaoke
WARNINGS:
The consumption of Margaritas may make you think you are whispering when you are not.
The consumption of Margaritas may cause you to tell your friends over and over again that you love them.
The consumption of Margaritas may cause you to think you can sing.
Please share this with others who may need Margaritas.
3,390
posted on
08/28/2009 2:10:52 PM PDT
by
Diver Dave
(Of all the things I've ever lost, I miss my mind the most)
To: jaycee; JustAmy; Billie; GodBlessUSA; LUV W; MEG33; dutchess; DollyCali; Lady Jag; Kitty Mittens; ..
REST IN PEACE, FALLEN BROTHER!
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Spc Justin R. Pellerin, USA KIA Afghanistan 20Aug2009
I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith. 2 Timothy 4:7 (KJV)
God Of Our Fathers
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Rest in Peace, fallen brother, rest in peace! We who remain hold you in high honor. Rest, fallen brother, in this sacred precinct; We who remain keep this place sacred. Rest, fallen brother, among these, your comrades; We who remain keep the watch. Rest, fallen brother, among these who answered the Nations call; We who remain press the fight forward in your name. Rest, fallen brother, lay down thy burden; We who remain have taken up the torch. Rest in Peace, fallen brother, rest in eternal peace!
Taps
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Lamh Foistenach Abu!
3,391
posted on
08/28/2009 3:18:46 PM PDT
by
ConorMacNessa
(HM/2 USN, 3/5 Marines, RVN 1969. St. Michael the Archangel defend us in battle!)
To: ConorMacNessa; All
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LIBERTY CRIES
WHEN A HERO DIES!
Rest in Peace
Spc Justin R. Pellerin, USA
KIA Afghanistan
3,392
posted on
08/28/2009 3:25:25 PM PDT
by
luvie
(We want freedom; obama is giving us tyranny--all across the board! ~Michael Ledeen~)
To: LUV W; JustAmy; Billie; GodBlessUSA; MEG33; dutchess; DollyCali; Lady Jag; Kitty Mittens; yorkie; ..
REST IN PEACE, FALLEN BROTHER!
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LCpl. Donald J. Hogan, USMC, KIA Afghanistan 26AUG2009
I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith. 2 Timothy 4:7 (KJV)
Eternal Father, Strong to Save
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Rest in Peace, fallen brother, rest in peace! We who remain hold you in high honor. Rest, fallen brother, in this sacred precinct; We who remain keep this place sacred. Rest, fallen brother, among these, your comrades; We who remain keep the watch. Rest, fallen brother, amid these who heeded the Nations call; We who remain press the fight forward in your name. Rest, fallen brother, lay down thy burden; We who remain have taken up the torch. Rest in Peace, fallen brother, rest in eternal peace!
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Lamh Foistenach Abu!
3,393
posted on
08/28/2009 4:03:52 PM PDT
by
ConorMacNessa
(HM/2 USN, 3/5 Marines, RVN 1969. St. Michael the Archangel defend us in battle!)
To: Diver Dave
Are you telling me that if I have none of the symptoms you mentioned above that I don't need Margaritas anymore? If I don't have those above symtoms, do I have to quit having Margaritas instantly or do I get off Margaritas slowly. LOL!
You don't know this but Margaritas are my very favorite. I did learn to mix me one my very own self a couple of years ago.
Re:side effects! If I experienced any of those, I wouldn't admit it here. And if I ever had those symptoms, I probably wouldn't remember...LOL!
Now to the Warnings!
The consumption of Margaritas may make you think you are whispering when you are not. (That could have happened)
The consumption of Margaritas may cause you to tell your friends over and over again that you love them. (That could have happened!)
The consumption of Margaritas may cause you to think you can sing. (It Probably Happened!)
Its a good thing you wiggled your way out of the sad story of 'Reggie' or 'Tank' and made everyone at Amy's cry and then crave a Margarita! Dave, this was a good one, really! Went to my son's a couple of weeks ago for BBQ'd Wings and Margaritas. I knew when to quit (his seemed a wee bit stronger) than what I make and I was the designated driver of myself....LOL! Thanks for the laughs! I think I will have a Margarita!
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posted on
08/28/2009 4:48:02 PM PDT
by
jaycee
(("His eye is on the sparrow and I know He watches me."))
To: ConorMacNessa
LCpl. Donald J. Hogan, USMC, KIA Afghanistan 26AUG2009
Spc Justin R. Pellerin, USA KIA Afghanistan 20Aug2009
~~Rest in Peace~~
~~We Will Always Remember You~~
Thank you, Conor.
3,395
posted on
08/28/2009 5:02:00 PM PDT
by
jaycee
(("His eye is on the sparrow and I know He watches me."))
To: jaycee
Thanks for the report Jaycee, had been wondering what you and the doctor had decided to do. It's not too long a wait for the shot considering that the doctor that gives the shots has patients already lined up for these shots. I hear the pain is not bad if you have the area numbed first.
Look forward to you feeling better this fall.
To: Aquamarine
Aqua, thank you so much for your words. I am the worst at FReepmail than anyone but there’s a few things I wanted to tell you....it won’t take long so I will FReepmail you in just a little while! Amy had a very reassuring comment today. She said about 10 years ago she was having terrible trouble with one of her shoulders and told me that only one shot helped her and she doesn’t have that pain 10 years later. Now thats good news. See you in FReepmail in a little while!
3,397
posted on
08/28/2009 5:34:39 PM PDT
by
jaycee
(("His eye is on the sparrow and I know He watches me."))
To: All
Like most folks in this country, I work for My money. I work, they pay Me.
I pay my taxes and the government distributes my taxes as it sees Fit.
In order to get that paycheck in my case, I am required to pass a Random
urine test (with which I have no problem). What I do have a problem with
is the distribution of my taxes to people who don’t have to Pass a urine test.
So, here is my Question:
Shouldn’t one have to pass a urine test to get a welfare check because
I have to pass one to earn it for them? Please understand, I have no
problem with helping people get back on their feet. I do, on the other
hand, have a problem with helping Someone sitting on their ass - doing
drugs, while I work. . . .
Can you Imagine how much money each state would save if people
had to pass a Urine test to get a public assistance check?
I guess we could title that program, ‘Urine or You’re Out’.
Pass This On!
3,398
posted on
08/28/2009 5:37:48 PM PDT
by
WayzataJOHNN
( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)
To: jaycee; JustAmy
She said about 10 years ago she was having terrible trouble with one of her shoulders and told me that only one shot helped her and she doesnt have that pain 10 years later Saw that, I'm happy she's not having any recurring pain.
Off to look for you freepmail.....
To: WayzataJOHNN
This makes a lot of sense. Life is so unfair!
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