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04/16/2024

All shelters should be no-kill…
Should be funded by our government instead of sending money to other countries that don’t like us….

07/24/2023

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07/22/2023

I brought some flowers for you 😁🌻

07/22/2023

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07/22/2023

04/16/2023

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03/24/2023

ATTENTION WALMART SNOBS
So I'm at Walmart and the only check out line is backed up and I overheard an associate say, “Oh, they are just too lazy to check themselves out! “
When I turned to look at the line I was furious.
Everyone in that line was well over 70 years old.
You listen here Mr. 20 something year old Walmart Associate. These folks are the back bone of this country. These folks are not lazy. They were not born into a computer generation. While you were playing video games and learning to navigate a computer they were working in the cotton fields, in cotton mills, plowing fields and harvesting crops.
These "Lazy people" can still work circles around you and they have a work ethic and drive that you probably know nothing about. Just because someone doesn't feel comfortable using a self checkout does not make them lazy.
And before I forget it... those lazy people pay your salary. Instead of you and others walking around being judgemental someone could have offered to help them on the self check out.
If you ever have to get your vegetables from the ground instead of the produce department guess who you are going to need help from... those lazy people!
Be careful of the toes you step on today... they might be attached to the butt you have to kiss tomorrow!

01/19/2022

A reminder to Bee kind, Bee loved…..

Not my story. But it spoke to me.
Bee someone’s bee any chance you get !!!!!

My dad has bees.Today I went to his house and he showed me all of the honey he had gotten from the hives. He took the lid off of a 5 gallon bucket full of honey and on top of the honey there were 3 little bees, struggling. They were covered in sticky honey and drowning. I asked him if we could help them and he said he was sure they wouldn't survive. Casualties of honey collection I suppose.
I asked him again if we could at least get them out and kill them quickly, after all he was the one who taught me to put a suffering animal (or bug) out of its misery. He finally conceded and scooped the bees out of the bucket. He put them in an empty Chobani yogurt container and put the plastic container outside.
Because he had disrupted the hive with the earlier honey collection, there were bees flying all over outside.
We put the 3 little bees in the container on a bench and left them to their fate. My dad called me out a little while later to show me what was happening. These three little bees were surrounded by all of their sisters (all of the bees are females) and they were cleaning the sticky nearly dead bees, helping them to get all of the honey off of their bodies. We came back a short time later and there was only one little bee left in the container. She was still being tended to by her sisters.
When it was time for me to leave we checked one last time and all three of the bees had been cleaned off enough to fly away and the container was empty.
Those three little bees lived because they were surrounded by family and friends who would not give up on them, family and friends who refused to let them drown in their own stickiness and resolved to help until the last little bee could be set free.
Bee Sisters. Bee Peers. Bee Teammates.
We could all learn a thing or two from these bees.
Bee kind always.