Sweet Friday

Sweetest Fridays: Walk with a Grateful Heart

If you are not out looking for cholera -free water for your starving infant; if you are not wondering if your whole family has passed away into the ocean; if you are not being bombed by an insane crazyman or under the control of a bullying abuser:
breathe
deep
look up and around
be nice.
 64 daily ways of peace from  A Season for Nonviolence:
( located on http://www.k-state.edu/womenscenter/ )
here are two:
46. Compassion
Mother Teresa implored us to “find someone who thinks he is alone and let him know that he is not.” Today, do as Mother Teresa suggests.
49. Honor
Albert Einstein said, “There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as if everything is.” Before each meal today, stop to honor all the hands that brought it to you and to bless the earth for its bounty.

it's gotta be Janie's dog,

but the bitterness of the past---

Let

 the seasons

 act

as a gentle wall to help you pass through pain.

Sweetest Puppies on Sweetest Shar Pei Fridays

Sweetest Sharpei puppy and who knows what this puppy is??
OH, to live a dog's life.

Sweetest Chinese Shar Pei

click pic to enlarge caverous mouth

at their site   (boondockdogs - for stud), they called this a mini sharpei! looks kind of like an italian mastiff

a little work...

i just a pug

there there, lil sof sof

Sweetest Fridays: Sweetest Boxers Are Good for the Heart

The post grabbed me. Zen the boxer died. And facebook is filled with sad condolences, many from those who seemed to know the searing pain that can be returned to again and again with no lessening.
It lessens. But it takes Seasons.

Zen Sweetest Boxer

Sweetest Boxer pup

Matt's Zen the Boxer,
Gone to the Place for Good Dogs.

Old age means realizing you will never own all the dogs you wanted to. -Joe Gores

Who knew that dog saliva can mend a broken heart? -Jennifer Neal

A dog is not considered a good dog because he is a good barker. A man is not considered a good man because he is a good talker. -Buddha

Good Loyal dog stories HERE.

Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of Heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor;those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing: they each miss someone very special, someone who was left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; his eager body begins to quiver. Suddenly, he breaks from the group, flying over the green grass, faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into those trusting eyes, so long gone from your life, but never absent from your heart. Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together...
Author Unknown

Seasons are for wisdom and pain,

seasons are for love and bitterness.

The passing seasons are the walls

that the wounded bounce against,

buttressed,

corralled in the mask of sanity

kept alive and standing

until the searing part of the pain is gone.

Until one might stand again

by oneself.

Our Souls need the seasons like our Bodies need gravity.

The seasons

are a strange nourishing organic blanket
teaching us the Grace of Time

sweetest boxer named diesel

Diesel the Crazy Good Boy

Silly Boxer Pleases teh Baby

sweetest black labs HERE

Sweetest Fridays: haugh to laugh

The end of the week is good; the end of Classes for the Semester is Very Good!

The talking dog

A guy is driving around the back woods of Tennessee and he sees a sign in front of a broken down shanty-style house: "Talking Dog For Sale." He rings the bell and the owner appears and tells him the dog is in the backyard. The guy goes into the backyard and sees a nice looking Labrador retriever sitting there.

"You talk?" he asks. "Yep," the dog replies.
After the guy recovers from the shock of hearing a dog talk, he says "So, what's your story?"

The dog looks up and says, "Well, I discovered that I could talk when I was pretty young. I signed up for a job at the airport to do some undercover security, wandering near suspicious characters and listening in. I uncovered some incredible dealings and was awarded several medals. I wanted to help America, so I interviewed with the the CIA. In no time at all they had me traveling around the world and hanging out with spies and world leaders. After all, no one figured a dog could eavesdrop. I proved to be one of their most valuable spies for a decade. But the jetting around really tired me out, and I knew I wasn't getting any younger. So, I decided to settle down. I got married and had a mess of puppies. Now I'm just retired."

The guy is amazed. He goes back in and asks the owner what he wants for the dog.

"Ten bucks," the guy says.
"This dog is amazing! Why on earth are you selling him for just ten dollars?"

"Because he's a liar! He never did any of that stuff!"

 

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A man was taking it easy, laying on the grass and looking up at the clouds.

He was identifying shapes when he decided to talk to God. "God," he said, "how long is a million years?"
God answered, "In my frame of reference, it's about a minute."
The man asked, "God, how much is a million dollars?"
God answered, "To me, it's a penny."
The man then asked, "God, can I have a penny?"
God answered, "Sure! Just a minute."