Rollercoaster of Emotions

I almost didn’t post today, mainly as it has been a bit of a rollercoaster today with ups and downs.  But as writing helps me put things into perspective I thought I would share whats been going on as you will see most of it is pretty mundane but so often it is the little things that bug us more.

First thing I had to go into work for a meeting about my latest absence with my back.  No big deal they just want to see how I am doing and see if there is anything they can do to help.  Really not much anyone can say or do to help and I am as much in limbo as everyone else until I see what the consultants latest decision if after he has viewed the last scan results.

Then I get online and check my emails.  I have stopped trying to read on my phone.  I love all the blogs I follow I really do but today I turned off the emails from one ten posts over night is just a little too excessive for me.  The blog in question doesn’t follow me and as they do not allow comments I doubt they will ever find their way here.  If all the blogs were informative I would happily read them but most are just a few lines or reblogs from other pages so sadly I shall go visit when I get chance but I will save space in my inbox.  Then I checked fb said hi to a few people and replied to a few messages but the real reason I went on was for news of Lennox.  Lennox was a happy family pet snatched from his family under BSL laws and has been sentenced to death basically for looking like a Pittie.  He isn’t DNA has proved that but the council in question refused to back down and the courts have believed the lies they told to cover up their incompetence.  He was due to be killed today or tomorrow.  Huge protests took place in various places over the last couple of days it took one in New York today to finally get a politician here in the UK to take notice.  At first the newsfeeds were full of posts saying he had been released to be taken to the States by a Professional Dog Behaviourist ssadly they were untrue.  Tonight he spends another night alone in a cold stark cell waiting for one woman to decide whether he will live or die. You can read his full story of how he was taken here I know he is not alone in this fate and it is something which really gets me upset.  Night after night the roll call for those sentenced to death in shelters around the world brings tears to my eyes.  They have committed only one crime..they were born or in many cases bred, bred, bred some more then thrown on the scrap heap.  As you know I have two dogs Patch the puppy we did buy not from a breeder but from a friend of a friend had she been a breeder when I went to look at him however cute he was I would not have brought him home.  My old man Boris (pictured above) was a rescue puppy.  We rescued him age 8 weeks old he is now 11 years old and every bit as much a part of our family as those on two legs.  I look at him and imagine what it would be like for him to be ripped away from us and placed with little human interaction.  I cannot imagine throwing him away because he is old and not as cute as he once was.  I try to avoid politics and religion on here because I started this blog to learn more about writing and as a way to practise but today I cannot resist asking you all to hold your pets a little closer tonight and think of those who have been betrayed by humans.  We call them animals but many show far more humanity than those who claim the right to call themselves human.  I tried writing some poetry but to be honest it all came out as very bleak, dark and depressing.

On the plus side today and I did say there had been highs aswell as lows I got into a pair of my daughter’s jean.  Yes I see the puzzled looks.  I have been trying to lose weight and although mine were a little loose I did not believe I could fit a smaller size yet.  My daughter handed my a pair of her jeans while I was searching the laundry waiting to be put away and i put them on..they are two sizes smaller than mine YAY!!!!!

I have edited four chapters though to be fair two of them had some work done on the previously and the ones that are in dire need of serious editing are still to come.

The last positive was I spotted a coach trip going to Stonehenge for the end of this month.  It is somewhere I have always wanted to see and also with my beliefs also a little bit of a pilgrimage of sorts, however that will depend on this rain stopping before then as most of the coach trips over the last week had been cancelled due to flooding.