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Baby❤

I haven’t posted here in a while and decided to update. Here is a pic of my (somewhat) new baby, Ralphie! He came to live with us a couple months ago. He is a happy, playful boy and slobbers a lot & gives lots of kisses! He loves humans & animals.

Isn’t he just adorable?!❤❤❤

I would like to start posting more here again! My photo space is getting full. I’ll have to start paying to get more!

I hope you are having a beautiful day or night wherever in the world you are!💚

Xoxo Kim🐾❤💜

In loving memory of sweet Boo, boo❤🐾

How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.”❤

This is Boo. I was his nanny for two years. I just received heartbreaking news that he died. He was very sick and thankfully very old so he lived a long life for a kitty. His mommy & daddy gave him the best, loving furever home a kitty can have, along with his brother, a doggy.

He was the sweetest kitty, so loving and gentle. He never bit or scratched me when I would give him his medication in a syringe even though he did not like it at all. He loved treats and pets and kisses and would purr & meow happily when I visited.

I used to not handle grief & loss well. I used to view the loss of a human or animal I knew as something insurmountable, something I couldn’t possibly overcome. Often when someone would die, I wanted to die too, to stop the pain. Sometimes, I still have fleeting moments like that. To me, it’s just as devastating to lose an animal as to lose a human, although I have much more experience with losing animals and have felt it to be less traumatic than losing a human.

I have learned to see loss as a “side effect” or “byproduct” of being “given” the beautiful gift of someone to love so deeply. Instead of focusing on the loss part, I focus on the “given” part. I did not have to be “given” this pet or person in the first place. Instead of seeing it as something being taken away, I see the gift of what I got to have and hold so close.

Most of my pain when someone dies is not for me but for the one whose life was taken. But I see it the same way, life is a gift and that human or animal got to experience it even if just for a short while. Boo was happy and so well loved and always will be loved. Even though his life has ended, what matters is that he lived.

It was & is so devastating to receive the news about my sweet Boo boo but I’m so thankful I got to know and love him for the two years I did and my love for him will continue as long as I live.

His mommy & daddy wrote me a message and said they are thankful he had a nanny who loves him like my own.

This is the worst part of my job, having to say goodbye. Losing a furry client can be like losing my own. What is the difference? I come to know them and love them and take care of them. Sometimes I even have them overnight and sleep in bed with them, falling asleep with them at night and waking up with them in the morning, like living with them.

Sometimes the pain of losing them is or seems unbearable. And because there are so many of all different ages, sometimes we lose a couple so close together and I wonder what I got myself into taking a job like this.

Animals are so fragile and have naturally short lifespans so I don’t expect to have them around as long as I expect to have humans around (and I shouldn’t even really expect it of humans). In this way, it makes it not quite as traumatic or stressful as a human I know dying but it doesn’t lessen the pain of my loss either. Losing a pet is still like being gutted.

I’m so thankful not only that I get to love the furbabies I take care of but get to love their humans as well. People are always so very thankful to know that while they are away, their furkids are being loved & cared for so well. Even with the pain of loss, it is very worth it.

I knew Boo wasn’t doing very well. I always give the furbabies kisses goodbye but on my last day with Boo, I gave him one last extra kiss goodbye. I did not truly believe it would be the last day I saw him. I’m so thankful for that last kiss.

My heart goes out to Boo’s family.❤

My love goes out to all grieving the loss of a pet.❤ They are our family, our furever loves and not everyone understands our love for them and the profound pain of our loss when they must leave us.🐾❤

Much love,

Kim

My boys❤🐾

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Aren’t my babies so cute?!?! 😍🐾❤😀

Woody is the baby (the chihuahua – he’s two years old) & Emmy, the pom pom, is the daddy. He’s four years old. ❤ Adorable furkins. 

Just a cute picture to brighten your day (or night – it’s night here)! ❤ Much love & light & hugs to you! ❤

 xoxo Kim 😀

Furfriend <3

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If you love dogs then you’re in luck!
Here are a couple pics of my adorable boy, Woody, this morning!  
(he falls asleep with me each night and wakes up with me each morning. Always by my side. <3)
And some doggy quotes! 

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“My little dog, a heartbeat at my feet”
(or across my face!) lol 😀

“Whoever said diamonds are a girl’s best friend never had a dog.”

“He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion.”

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“I love a dog. He does nothing for political reasons.”

Lol! 

“If you can’t decide between a Shepherd, a Setter or a Poodle, get them all … adopt a mutt!” ~ASPCA

“Children and dogs are as necessary to the welfare of the country as Wall Street and the railroads.”

"If a dog will not come to you after having looked you in the face, you should go home and examine your conscience."
~ attributed to  Woodrow Wilson but I don't know if that is accurate. (probably not, I often copy & paste quotes and sometimes forget to remove the inaccurate names or state that I'm not aware of the accuracy of it. So much wrong info. Floating around cyberspace! And if we aren't careful, it's so easy to unintentionally perpetuate it)

"If your dog doesn't like someone you probably shouldn't either."

Lol right?! Unless your dog is one of those snippy little things who seems to loathe everyone in the world! I have a few of those!

Those little dogs are the worst!  

"The more people I meet the more I like my dog."

No, I love people just as much! ❤

"The average dog is a nicer person than the average person."

What's up with the people bashing? (I copied some of these quotes off a page that has quite a few quotes implying that people are no good) Most people I meet aren't horrible. And if we keep dwelling on how terrible people are and what's wrong in the world, it just perpetuates the negative energy and hostility. 
How about instead let's counter their hostility with love? ❤

And if we walk around thinking people are terrible, it may provoke us to have a defensive or negative attitude and contribute to us acting in ways (unconsciously or intentionally) that provoke them to act in unpleasant ways during interactions with us, confirming our view that people suck. On & on & on…

Also, by nature humans have more choices and abilities and less limitations than dogs. We can reason and think abstract thoughts. This can allow us to do more unpleasant (and pleasant) things than dogs. Like if I see someone do something I don't like, I can be rude about it, seek revenge, flip someone off, say something unkind….because my brain has that capacity. A dog's brain doesn't. It doesn't mean my dog is nicer than me. Lol 

We just have a different nature in this way. If dogs could drive cars and flip people off and yell obscenities, you know they would! Lol 
I see dogs getting pissed! They just can't react in all the ways humans can. 
It doesn't mean they are better. 

"Dogs love their friends and bite their enemies, quite unlike people, who are incapable of pure love and always have to mix love and hate."

We don't have to. And I don't "hate" anyone or anything! Hatred is destructive. Sometimes it can fuel us and motivate us to act for the better but so can love & compassion. Hatred may influence us to act out it ways that destroy or put more negativity in the world. And it can eat us alive if we let it. It is toxic energy. Compassion inspires us to act lovingly. There are things I strongly dislike in the world but "hating" it does no good. Instead I have compassion for those wronged or who are suffering but it's my compassion for them I focus on more than the dislike/hate for whatever or whoever is responsible for the misfortune. And we are not incapable! That's disempowering. We all have the capacity to love, some just have not developed it more or ignore it.
Some people argue that if we don’t hate things like injustice for example or certain kinds of discrimination, we will not be motivated to take action, to help change things for the better. It’s simply not the truth. Love & compassion are motivation enough.

We mostly all have pleasant and unpleasant emotions, thoughts, feelings….in us and like the Cherokee legend says, it's the ones we feed that win. Let's feed that love! 

"I hope if dogs ever take over the world, and they choose a king, they don't just go by size, because I bet there are some Chihuahuas with some good ideas."

Chihuahuas have big heads (not literally), those things can be quite vicious! They are usually the ones growling at me when I see them outside! Lol Woody is a pomchi (pomeranian and chihuahua mix and also part dachshund) and he does tend to get pissed off when things don't go his way! He's a yapper and a screamer! 

He often wants me to go upstairs and lay in bed with him and yells at me at the top of the stairs until I go up! 

He thinks he's a big watch dog and if he gets yelled at, he yells back! It's the cutest thing!  

And he sometimes growls at my big pitbull and takes her bones! What balls! Messing with a big bully dog! He knows she doesn't do anything back and he probably thinks he's as big as she is. 

He's the sweetest thing! As you can see in the pictures! He's sitting on me as I write this! ❤

He loves bones and toys and is the biggest beggar! Lol He's a spoiled lil thing! 

He chews EVERYTHING! He never outgrows it. All my clothes, shoes, earphones, phone chargers….ruined.

It sucks! Both him and his sister, Quinny, chew whatever they can get their little paws on.  

Woody & Quinny, especially Woody, rip my pants off when I’m attempting to walk up steps, they hold onto my legs and it’s like those dreams where we’re trying to run and our legs are like too heavy or stuck, kind of like that scene in the Fred Krueger movie where the girl Nancy is trying to run up the steps but her legs are being pulled in the muck, like quicksand.

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Sticky stairs scene – desktop

They are bad to the bone, especially Woody. Their daddy, Emmy used to be bad but he outgrew it quickly. I don’t think they will.

But it’s ok, bad dogs are the best dogs! ;-D

I think Marley’s human said something of that sort. Marley wasn’t quite the perfect angel himself, I hear.

Him & his sister will be two years old in July.

We had him since he was born:

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This is him as a newborn. Tell me is this not the cutest thing you ever saw?!

I was reading a horror fiction book, a supernatural thriller, recently one night and there are a bunch of pigs in the streets in Ireland and they were eating a human corpse (I know, eww!) and a little dog wanted to eat but the pigs are bigger and wouldn’t let him so he had to sit back and wait to see if he got any but the body was taken away. I felt so sorry for the little dog and Woody was sleeping next to me so I picked him up and hugged and kissed him, imagining the little dog in the Kindle book who was excluded! Lol 
My mom said it’s good he did not get any and imagine being licked by him if he did! 

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“No matter how little money and how few possessions you own, having a dog makes you rich.”

This is true. I have six (living ones) so am rich beyond my wildest dreams! 

I’m blessed! ❤

"If you think dogs can't count, try putting three dog biscuits in your pocket and then give him only two of them."

Lol true again! 

So here is one of my little furfriends! ❤

“I broke a thousand hearts
Before I met you
I’ll break a thousand more, baby
Before I am through
I wanna be yours pretty baby
Yours and yours alone
I’m here to tell ya honey
That I’m bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-Bad
Bad to the bone” ❤

Bad to the Bone – Geroge Thorgood – mobile

Bad to the Bone – desktop

Much love & light and sloppy puppy kissies to you! ❤

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xoxo Kim

Happy Birthday, Isis Summerjo!!! <3

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“When I saw you I fell in love and you smiled because you knew.”  ❤

(our quote, always <3)

Today is my beautiful fur goddess's ninth birthday!! We adopted her when she was just two years old! Her name was already Isis, which is the name of a goddess. She's the best thing ever and is my furry soulmate! She's a very big, strong girl who probably weighs more than I do but she is the sweetest, gentlest thing! She's scared of balloons, flies, talking toys, and many other innocent things! It's so cute!! ❤

She loves people and other animals and when the other dogs snap at her, she just turns her head and doesn't snap back.

She is so youthful and loves to play and go for walks and she loves cold weather like me! She gets in wild moods and tries to steal food!

lol!

Her nickname is Big Girl because she's so big. ❤

She loves attention.

It’s hard to get pics of her because she doesn’t like it and won’t stay still.

Today, she got special treats and we sang to her. She loves when we sing to her. She gets all wild and jumps around.

I just love my girl! I fell in love the instant I first saw my girl. ❤

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Dogs are some of the best friends we can have.

Much love & light to you! ❤

I hope you are having a beautiful day/night! 😀

xoxo Kim

Happy National Kitty Kat Day

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“Time spent with a cat is never wasted.” ~Colette

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“What greater gift than the love of a cat?” ~ Charles Dickens

Today in Buddhist class I found out it’s National Cat Day then I saw people posting about it on Facebook!

yay!

In class, the monk told us that people working for Uber were taking kittens around to let people pet to brighten people’s day! How cute!!

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The kitty above is Lacey!! And tomorrow just happens to be the anniversary of the day she came to live with us years ago!!

She's getting a special can of food! Shes so cute and loves to snuggle! She's not always the sweetest girl and sometimes whacks us with her paw!

She may have a psychotic problem. She chases stuff that isn't there.

She loves to be hugged & petted and loves to sink her nails in soft material and suck on it!! It's just the cutest!! ❤

I love my adorable Lacey! ❤

She often has her tongue sticking out!

I hope you are having a lovely day!

much love to you!! ❤

xoxo Kim 😀

Hope

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As I have mentioned previously, in April this year, my sweet little pom mix, Koko died of old age. We had her for 12 years and she was 14 years old, almost. It’s one of the worst things that ever happened to me and one of the worst kinds of pain I ever felt and my heart will always be broken.
She had the sweetest little face, so innocent and angelic.   She was one of the most calmest, mild tempered dogs I have ever known. She was part pomeranian and part papapalya (sp?) and since I was never familiar with either one of those breeds, I never knew, and always wondered which one she more closely resembled.

Dogs don’t generally live to be much older than fourteen years old. And shortly before Koko’s death, she began to change. She was still the happy, sweet little girl she has always been but she began to be very slow and did not jump up to greet me as much, her breathing was different but she wasn’t sick or suffering. I knew deep inside it wouldn’t be much longer before we wouldn’t have our sweet girl with us anymore.   It was/is heartbreaking.

One day, a few days before Koko died, I was in Center City, Philadelphia with my family and I saw a lady walking two very small dogs who look exactly like Koko. Their faces are identical to hers except theirs are white while hers was tan. They look so innocent, sweet, angelic…so calm and peaceful like Koko always looked and always was.

I found these two babies to be beautiful but I felt my heart break some more knowing that soon, I would never see that face again except for in pictures. 

A few days later Koko died. I was devastated, to say the least. Many days and nights I jumped up in a panic with my heart nearly pumping out of my chest thinking, how can this be, how can she really be gone, how can I go on without my baby? I was angry for months, not at anyone or anything specifically, just furious off and on month after month. There are even a few days I wanted to die, the pain, the loss, the grief, the sorrow, was so overwhelming.

Shortly after Koko died, I was in a daze, I wasn’t myself, I functioned like a zombie, I went to a check cashing place with my mom. I saw a sign hanging up about purebred pomeranian puppies for sale by a family who had a litter of them.

I couldn’t believe it. I never seen signs advertising pom poms before, mostly pit bulls and Shepherds, never poms.

I knew I wanted one of those puppies but we already had three and my dad doesn’t care for having more than a couple animals so my mom and me thought he wouldn’t go for it.

I also did not want it to seem as if I was trying to replace Koko. No one can ever replace her. But someone can come along and help heal the pain of her loss.

I copied the number and when my dad came home, he very surprisingly agreed to let us look into it. I called the lady who made the sign. I rarely call people I don’t know for any reason. I’m very shy until getting to know someone. But I called. There was one little boy left who still needed his furever home.

So we went to the family’s house and there he was in a pac n play, standing up wagging his little tail, four months old. I fell in love.

He has Koko’s face. Sweet. Angelic. Calm. Innocent. The face I thought I would never see again. Never kiss again.

We brought him home and I love him more than words can say.

He looks exactly like Koko but he is nothing like her. He is wild, energetic, into everything, he begs and steals, he wakes me up. He chews everything he gets his little paws on. He ruined so many pairs of my shoes, including three pairs of stilettos, he playfully ripped my nose ring out that I had for nearly 10 years and it now closed up mostly, he pulls on my nose with his teeth in a silly, playful way…

And I couldn’t be happier with my boy.

I would give up all my material possessions for him.

He sleeps with me at night. Curled up around my neck, next to me, in my hair, in my arms, he loves to snuggle, he can’t give enough kisses.

He is so little but his heart is bursting with love.
He doesn’t replace Koko. No one ever will. My heart will always ache for Koko. My grief will always remain. But I love Emmy, my new baby, just as much.

My grief escalates now and then, it gets better and worse but will never go. And I don’t want it to go. I can still be happy with grief.

I carry Koko in my heart always & forever.

We cannot always choose what happens to us but we can learn how to effectively react to things and keep on going and going until things get better.

My message is one of hope. When Koko was on the verge of death and after her death, I was hopeless, sometimes to the point of despair. I never imagined something good would later come my way. But I was wrong.   There’s always hope even if we can’t currently feel it. Things can turn out better than we could have ever imagined.

Keep going, keep living….
Wake up & live all over again….
You can be stronger than you think.
You never know who you are inspiring. 
Who is falling in love with your smile.
Who is touched by your kindness.
Who wants to kiss away your tears.
Whose life is greatly impacted by yours.

When the world says, “Give up,”
Hope whispers, “Try it one more time.”
– Anonymous

“What do we live for, if it is not
to make life less difficult for each other?”
– George Eliot

“There are no hopeless situations;
there are only men who have grown hopeless about them.”
– Clare Boothe Luce 

“Today I choose the higher road –
the path of charity, acceptance,
love, selflessness, kindness.”
– Jonathan Lockwood Huie

“Every tomorrow has two handles.
We can take hold of it with the handle of anxiety
or the handle of faith.”
– Henry Ward Beecher

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My sweet Koko.

Xoxo Kim