109 year old man knits sweaters for Penguins

Good morning friends.

Alfred Date at 109 years old is apparently the oldest person living in Australia.  He’s not your ordinary over a 100 years old kind of guy.   He ‘s been knitting sweaters for over 80 years now. Last moth Alfred caught the attention of the world with sweaters he knitted for the Penguin Foundation for Penguins affected by oil pollution.

Sweaters for the Penguin Foundation

The picture above is a group of toy Penguins wearing the knitted sweaters actual penguins will wear in time of need. Continue reading

You say Tomato, I say Tomahto

You say tomato and I say tomahto

Good morning friends.

This is a perfect depiction of when Henry is not sure if he heard “Dinner is ready” or if he heard his human family say; “let’s go to the Diner”

Dogs are so in tuned to certain words its incredible.  In any event Henry wins, because if dinner was ready, he would get food, and if we go to the diner, we would bring food back for him.  Win Win.

Happy Tuesday.

Tonight we say goodbye to an angel named Scruffy

Rest in peace Scruffy Rest in peace Scruffy

Good evening friends.

It brings Sammy & Family great sadness to say goodbye to a fallen angel named Scruffy.  This little trooper belonged to Cindy Detroit.  Cindy is a very good friend of Sammy & Family.  She is a major animal lover and has dedicated many years of her life to animal welfare.  The Picture on the Left is Cindy’s last picture with her beloved Scruffy. The picture on the right is when Scruffy was just a puppy.   Let’s hear from Cindy directly, this is a very powerful and moving story;

Scruffy was Born May, 1999~Went to Rainbow Bridge March 22, 2015 @ 2:41 PM

“For every ending there is a new beginning.”~Unknown

Today was the end of my sweet Scruffy boy’s time on this earth. It means I have a beginning of a life without my little shadow and sweet companion.

My heart is in thousands of pieces. I don’t know how to go on without him. There have been so many hard, sad things and losses he has gotten me through. During my time of chronic illness and pain, he has been my therapy dog and kept me such wonderful company.

If I could have taken away his pain and kept him here forever, I would. I hope and pray that his 16 years with me were happy and loving for him.

There will be an emptiness without him that nothing will fill and hurt that time will not heal. My only comfort in this is knowing he is no longer suffering and in pain.  Because of him (and my other animals), as well as friends, family, and God, I have been able to endure some painful things. My sweet little Scruffy, know that you were loved greatly and will be missed more than anything! Mommy loves you, always and forever!

Here is his story:

One evening, 16 years ago, I was walking through our local mall and was drawn to the pet store (Scamps) there. This cute little fluff ball was in the window. It was incredible how much he looked like my Mushy girl that I had lost in March.  This was now June, 1999. Not intending to bring him home, I admired his cuteness through the glass and went on my way.

The next evening, my 10 year old stepson and I were in the same mall, walking past the same pet store.  I told him that he needed to see this adorable little boy. We asked the girl if we could see him. The next thing I knew, we were in the “get acquainted room” where we played with this little puppy for a few moments. I wanted to bring him home, but just couldn’t decide for sure. When the clerk told us the store was closing and this was the last day the animals would still be in Bend, that in the morning they would be shipped to their Eugene store, about a two hour drive away, I had to decide whether he would become a new addition to our family.  With Caleb’s added desire to bring this puppy home, the decision was made! Scruffy came home with us then and there. I couldn’t find his exact date of birth but it was between the middle and 25th of May, 1999.  His first, 8 week vet check up was July 24, 1999, so I’m guessing his date of birth is the end of May.

This little boy has become my constant companion and shadow, especially since April 2010, when I lost my Border Collie, Leia.  After she died, I invested my attention and energy into Scruffy. I am so glad I did because wherever I was, he wanted to be. He would follow me around the house, whether it was to the bathroom, kitchen, downstairs, or outside, he had to find me and watched over me until I sat back down, then he would lie down close by. If I was out of his sight, he had to find me. He didn’t know any tricks or mind very well, he wasn’t beautiful, but was cute as could be. He tried so hard to be obedient, even though he flunked out of class when he was a puppy. He was loyal and faithful.

When I raised baby chicks, had a bunny, cat or chinchilla, he always wanted to play with them.  His favorite game was stepping on them with his front paw.  Playing in the pasture with the sheep and fallow deer was also something he really enjoyed.  When visitors came to see me, Scruffy placed himself between us as if to say “this is my mom, don’t come any closer.”

About two years ago, I found out he had malignant tumors in his front right leg. The vet suggested putting him down that day. I told him, “NO”, because Scruffy still had so much energy and life. Arthritis in both his back legs became so bad that he was no longer able to walk without showing the pain. Every night as we snuggled on the bed, for prayer time, I would thank the Lord for another day that Scruffy’s precious life blessed mine.

I prayed that he would live a happy, healthy, long life and have minimal pain.  But most of all, I prayed that he had a very happy and great life with me. Until just this past few days, he didn’t show that he was hurting too much, and continued trying to do his normal activities. My little boy was so very brave until the very end, which came this afternoon, at the vet clinic with compassionate people around us. My mom took us to the clinic and was with us for his passing.

I often wonder if dogs have memories.  If they do, I hope Scruffy’s are sweet.

Let Sammy & Family end with this.  Cindy `that was such a moving story on so many levels.  All of us from around the world have you and your family in our thoughts and prayers.  Sometimes saying goodbye is the only loving move left to make.  We know Scruffy has been struggling pretty bad the past year as we have written about, Scruffy suffers no longer. Rest in Peace little soldier.  You made the world a better place.  Sammy & Family and friends will never forget you.

No lives will go in vain, no pain will go unnoticed.  Amen. Dr. Harp Seal for Sammy & Family.

It’s Just another Happy Monday

 

Happy National Opposites Day

Good morning friends.

Leave it to Dr. Harp Seal to figure out another method of combating the Monday Blues.  We all remember the song by The Bangles in 1985 called; “It’s just another manic Monday”  —  Dr. Harp Seal has revised the lyrics to apply a little reverse psychology if you will.

Here’s the revised lyrics by Dr. Harp Seal;

♫♫♫ I’m happy its Monday, Cause that’s my fun day, it’s my I have to run day, so i can reach Pay Day ♫♫♫

And with that friends, have a great Monday.