I do a daily cryptogram, and most of them have a message. This was today's and I think someone has been paying attention to our political climate.
Showing posts with label character. Show all posts
Showing posts with label character. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 25, 2017
When We Think About Our Country.
When we think about our country and what is happening in it right now, think about this quote: "The happiness of every country depends upon the character of its people, rather than the form of its government." Thomas Chandler Haliburton
I do a daily cryptogram, and most of them have a message. This was today's and I think someone has been paying attention to our political climate.
I do a daily cryptogram, and most of them have a message. This was today's and I think someone has been paying attention to our political climate.
Sunday, January 10, 2016
Texas Tech Basketball Fans
I went to the Texas Tech Men's Basketball game against number 1 ranked Kansas on 1/9/16. There was a good turnout, including a lot of Kansas fans. I was really disappointed by the Texas Tech fans. They started out the game booing the Kansas team. There was no call for that. I would like to think Texas Tech fans had a higher character than what was displayed by the booing tonight. As far as I can tell, there was nothing bad that happened at the game, although 2 Kansas fans were escorted out of the arena. I just do not believe in booing the other team.
Tuesday, July 21, 2015
Sake to the Last
On July 15, 2015, I made a promise to Sake that I was taking her to the veterinarian for the last time. She ate very little that day, and let me hold her for about 40 minutes before it was time to leave for the vet's office. She went willingly into the crate.
She was crying and growling as we made the trip. I am not sure she understood my message that this was the last trip she would have to make to the vet. She was not happy.
When we got into the exam room, and took the top off the cat carrier, she was bright eyed and alert. But she had dropped 2 pound from Friday the 10th, to Wednesday the 15th. She could no longer sustain her weight, or life for very long.
When the vet and the tech came into the exam room, and the vet was getting ready to give Sake a sedative, the tech misjudged her, and Sake balked. The tech and I both held her down for the vet. They left while the sedative was allowed to work. When the vet returned to the room, just a few minutes later, she asked "Did I hear her growl at me?" "Yes," I said. ("Sake to the last," I thought. And as I told this story to others, they all agreed.) The tech and vet both pet on her, remarking how they could not do so during her life. They then gave her the final anesthesia.
The vet's office called the crematorium and cemetery for me. The next afternoon, I had a chance to go out to pick out a box. I told them I did not expect them to have her ready, but I wanted to take care of the box selection. When I arrived at the crematorium and cemetery, they told me Sake was ready. So, I chose a wooden box: Sake liked boxes, and so do I. And, I brought her home.
I was able to fulfill the promise to Sake that she would not need to return to the vet's office again! I was satisfied.
Am I sad? Yes. Do I miss her? Yes. Did I do the right thing, and the best thing for her? I have no doubt in my mind.
When I went into the hospital on the 17th, worrying about Sake was one less item on my mind. But less selfishly, worrying about if I was continuing her needless suffering was not an issue.
Do Haiku and Taki miss her? Yes. But they were less upset on the 15th, when I arrived home from the vet without her, than they had been on the 10th, when I arrived home without her, because she had been left a the vet's for sedation and lab work.
The last few days of Sake's life, Haiku and Taki sat in the living room with her, just watching and waiting, while she laid under the futon. Without being disrespectful, I hope, to the Hebrew religion, it kind of reminded me of "sitting shivas" https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shiva_(Judaism).
She was crying and growling as we made the trip. I am not sure she understood my message that this was the last trip she would have to make to the vet. She was not happy.
When we got into the exam room, and took the top off the cat carrier, she was bright eyed and alert. But she had dropped 2 pound from Friday the 10th, to Wednesday the 15th. She could no longer sustain her weight, or life for very long.
When the vet and the tech came into the exam room, and the vet was getting ready to give Sake a sedative, the tech misjudged her, and Sake balked. The tech and I both held her down for the vet. They left while the sedative was allowed to work. When the vet returned to the room, just a few minutes later, she asked "Did I hear her growl at me?" "Yes," I said. ("Sake to the last," I thought. And as I told this story to others, they all agreed.) The tech and vet both pet on her, remarking how they could not do so during her life. They then gave her the final anesthesia.
The vet's office called the crematorium and cemetery for me. The next afternoon, I had a chance to go out to pick out a box. I told them I did not expect them to have her ready, but I wanted to take care of the box selection. When I arrived at the crematorium and cemetery, they told me Sake was ready. So, I chose a wooden box: Sake liked boxes, and so do I. And, I brought her home.
I was able to fulfill the promise to Sake that she would not need to return to the vet's office again! I was satisfied.
Am I sad? Yes. Do I miss her? Yes. Did I do the right thing, and the best thing for her? I have no doubt in my mind.
When I went into the hospital on the 17th, worrying about Sake was one less item on my mind. But less selfishly, worrying about if I was continuing her needless suffering was not an issue.
Do Haiku and Taki miss her? Yes. But they were less upset on the 15th, when I arrived home from the vet without her, than they had been on the 10th, when I arrived home without her, because she had been left a the vet's for sedation and lab work.
The last few days of Sake's life, Haiku and Taki sat in the living room with her, just watching and waiting, while she laid under the futon. Without being disrespectful, I hope, to the Hebrew religion, it kind of reminded me of "sitting shivas" https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shiva_(Judaism).
Sunday, April 5, 2015
Championship Character - Go Notre Dame!
I watched the end of game one of the NCAA Women's Basketball Final Four between South Carolina and Notre Dame http://espn.go.com/womens-college-basketball/tournament/2015/story/_/id/12624848/how-notre-dame-fighting-irish-beat-south-carolina-gamecocks. It was a close game, and South Carolina lead only briefly in the final minutes of the game. But Notre Dame came back, and won the game.
After the game was over, a South Carolina player, who missed a shot that might have given them the lead, was inconsolable. Some Notre Dame players came over to comfort her! That was amazing and heart-touching to me. Those players showed true championship character! It does not matter who wins the final game. Those Notre Dame players are the true champions! What character!
Go, Notre Dame!
After the game was over, a South Carolina player, who missed a shot that might have given them the lead, was inconsolable. Some Notre Dame players came over to comfort her! That was amazing and heart-touching to me. Those players showed true championship character! It does not matter who wins the final game. Those Notre Dame players are the true champions! What character!
Go, Notre Dame!
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