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Lunchlady 2

Lunchlady 2
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March 05
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I am now a widow, having laid my last kiss on my husbands brow after he died to say goodbye. Since then I have found an old note he wrote me apologizing for his meanness laying on my floor and two gold coins under my blankets, his way of saying he was sorry and goodbye. I have buried my ex husband, my baby son, my grown son, my mom and now my husband and I wish to bury no more, but life does not work that way. I have birthed 3 children and have 3 more wonderful children from my last marriage. I have 4 living children and a granddaughter I adore and I am in the process of finding me. I have no idea who I am but I have discovered I am loved and I never knew that before and it makes me smile...

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APRIL 27, 2012 8:40AM

Random Act of Kindness or the Right Thing to do

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Yesterday I left work to attend a 3 hour class on the new USDA rules for the school breakfast/lunch program. The day went smooth and the class was enlightening, kind of nice to actually talk to one’s peers and after it was over I headed home.

 

I had just driven by the dairy with the baby calves in pens that my first husband said was to keep them lean so people could eat tender veal and now every time I drive by I want to climb the fence and set them free, which led me to the full grown cows out in the field and that feeling yet again what the hell I eat cow don’t I…I need to become a vegetarian I guess.

 

 So I drive a bit farther almost home I can see my turn ahead but I spot something in the road as I get closer ( some of you may want to skip this part I mean you really may want to skip the part I will put in Italics) I realize as I get closer it is two puppies, one dead on one side of the road and the other near death, and yes that vision is stuck in my head, that I straddle with my truck and start looking for a place to pull off.  

 

I see a white truck ahead of me pulled off and realize he has either hit the puppy or is going back to handle it. His face was so very sad I wanted to stop and tell him it was okay they should not have been out in a busy street but I knew it wouldn’t have been much comfort.

 

I have always feared what I would do if alone and hit an animal, I have hit one or two Kamikaze squirrels but not someone’s pet and I don’t know what I would do. This time I would have ran home and grabbed my 19 year old and gone right back I was that close but if alone I really don’t know what I would do.

 

I feel so bad for the puppies and that poor man but was thankful he was in front of me and it was not I that hit those babies.

 

I have been dealing with the vision all night and now at work so thought time to write it out and tell myself those puppies are probably in a better place and are running side by side right now having a grand time.

 

I was the one in our family who buried all our dead pets and sadly there were many so I really want, I really NEED to believe that…

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Sure, why not? Puppy heaven sounds like a wonderful place and I have several pets there. I heard you get to see them all when you die. Like in the movie "What Dreams May Come" with Robin Williams when he romps with his dog in the afterlife. Much love to you!!
Zanelle, I loved that movie and had forgotten all about it yes to puppy heaven! I already feel much better just sharing this with someone...
I have the same whistle for all my dogs LL.
I always figger I'll call them once I get there too.
And then all of them will come out and welcome me once again.

I have nightmares for seeing cars and trucks hitting anything along the road ways. Glad you wrote about this.
thanks for sharing dear.
Life plays with a mixed deck and the rules of the game are always changing... we just have to play the best hand we can with the cards we're dealt.
I never had pets until I married (in my 40's) because I never wanted to deal with outliving them.

I now have 4 cats in the flesh, 3 more "in spirit"-- Oddly enough, the ones "in spirit" still "come around" to see me.

The "cats in spirit" are as real as my "cats in flesh"
But it's hard to not be able to reach out and pet them.

They are still with me in the eternal "NOW" of eternity,
But then, they always have been.
Oh, how sad. Luckily, I have never hit an animal on the road. I lost several cats last year and I think of them rambling in Puss Heaven.
Puppies have so much life -- when they are hurt it hurts even more -- I am a dog kind of guy -- or a guy that's a dog depending on the day...
I've run over a few varmints in my life, but never a pup.

When my beloved Lobo passed, many years flew by before another family member found its way into our hearts and home.

We've been blessed with our mutt, Annie. No matter how cruel the world's people are, one of her sloppy licks to our faces makes everything all better! :)
So sad. Thank you for warning us in italics.
I once hit three deer as they ran across a highway. They were all killed by the hit and I can still remember the horror of it. Life can be brutal, as you well know. I give my cat extra rubs in memory of all the animals who suffer. And I fight for animal rights.
So sorry you had to see that, Terri. I wish there were more people who feel like you do.
I'm so glad that guy stopped. Some people wouldn't, they think their time and lives areaway more important than any other creatures they share the world with.
I have buried 2 dogs and it never gets easier, but I know they live on.
During a near death experience, (Which some claim is just the brain dying, which I call BS on having been there), I met my father with one of our dogs and one that he introduced me to, a collie he had as a child.
When I asked if they were real, if they were the actual dog's souls, he smiled and aked what I thought, as my childhood friend met me as she always did, with enthusiasim and life.
They live on.
ugh, completely not the mental image you need in your head as you heal. :( damn, damn, damn
very sad when animals are hurt on a busy street! Sad indeed.
I want to thank you all for your kind support today it helps to get it out into the open but I didn't want to upset others so I tried to be discreet. Thank you all for sharing your stories and thoughts it helps me feel so much less alone.
~nodding~ Puppy heaven!! That's where they are!!! Chasing those squirrels you ran over!! ~:D

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I worked at various veterinary clinics for more than 10 years. It never gets easier. I always stop when I see an animal along the road, just to make sure. I was late to work one day because I came across a deer with a broken back in the dark. I couldn't just leave it there. And turtles. I truly don't see the sport in hitting them.

They need more good hearted people like you.
I finally stopped swerving for stray animals crossing the road when I nearly rolled the car with my children on board. I have gotten physically ill the few times I have hit a squirrel or racoon, so I understand your angst. I count myself lucky that I have not done in someone's pet.
You go ahead and believe that, LL, you have such a compassionate heart--Gwen always hated those pens for calves, she refuse to ever eat veal.
My ex husband (whom I still respect enormously; a wise and spiritual man, 'though not one to whom I could stay married for life) once said: "Of course there are animals in Heaven. If not, St. Francis would refuse to stay there!"
I think that's true. And your heart (and soul) are in the right place.
My friend Morgen Espe who was an animal communicator always said to remember that animals are God's way of putting a little bit of heaven on earth. So of course that's where the puppies returned to. Perhaps their mission in this life was to somehow open that man's heart for some reason. Mission accomplished, not to mention all the hearts they opened in all those reading your post. Hugs to you
Thank you one and all for sharing your stories with me, with us all. It seems we all seem to care and that gives me hope that we may save the world yet! For all those who have hit an animal I do feel your pain...we did hit a deer once who the CHP had to come along and finish off. At least the fire department up the hill used the meat but it was still such a horrible experience.