People really bug me sometimes

Ok, I'm the first to admit, I'm not the most subtle of people at times. I try to be fair, rational and honest. I know I come across as blunt a lot of the time and I know that can come off badly. I do what I can to try to midigate that.

I recently posted a reply to a person who was looking for help with her pet. She said the cat was not feeling well, had a history of cancer, and could not currently afford to take it to the vet.

My reply was that there are a lot of different issues that could be causing this particular problem, and trying to treat it with out knowing could make the situation worse.

I did not berate her for not getting the pet to a vet, nor call her an idiot for having an unaltered pet (even though that is my personal feeling, I know it is her right not to alter her pet and I do respect that choice enough to keep my personal feelings confined to my blog :D) I did however mention that many communities do have laws against not seeking medical treatment for a pet who was clearly suffering.

This issue (and many just like it) pop up all the time on the different pet boards I frequent. I know that others in the future are going to read her question and responses, so my response was not only to her, but to anyone in her situation.

Well apparently she decided to read into it that I was calling her an unfit owner, and basically the humane society should be called on her. *sigh* Nothing like reading into things what you want to read into them.

Honestly, I'm a just the facts kind of person. If I thought she was being cruel enough that the humane society should be called on her then I would have either said it, or refrained from replying (because there are some choices I can't respect)

So the original story was she had this pet since it was three weeks old and it is now almost a teenager. in the reply that i had offended her, it was a pet that was 'dropped off on her property'. Um.. once you feed the pet for more than a week, it is yours!! it's not a stray, it's not an abandoned pet.. it is your own personal pet.

And I honestly do respect that people are in hard times. No matter what the economy, but even more so now ropes are tight. But if you have a pet, you have a financial and moral obligation to the pet to get it medical care!!! if you can't then you need to find a way to get it the medical care that it needs. It is not right for a pet to suffer because you are down on your luck. I would(and have been in this situation - fortunately my pets were basically healthy) beg, borrow, scrounge, work extra jobs, sell stuff I had, anything to get my pets the care they need.

Do I always do everything my vet recommends? no. because often I know that what they are recommending isn't the end all and be all of the situation, but I will trust that they know what the situation is, and once I know what the problem is, I can either accept my vet's recommendation, or go and look for alternatives. If you don't know what the problem is, trying to treat your pet for some mysterious illness is not only bad for the pet, but chances are is going to waste your time and your money - which you have already said is a limited resource.

Measure twice, cut once. Applies to more than building a house.

GoWear week three

I am so beyond frustrated with my body at this point. At least I'm pretty darn sure it isn't my conscious being that is responsible for my weight gain. I am logging just about everything I eat at thedailyplate (an occasional bite of something is hard to log, but it generally is only a bite)

According to my GoWear, I am burning *approximately* 2400 calories a day. I'm eating *generally* 1400-1600 calories, so generally I'm down 800+ calories a day. There have been a few days were it was only -500. and one day it was -200. but as you can see (or I can as I have access to the charts) that I absolutely should be on a weight loss trend as I have never been over the number of calories I've burned.

And yet I am still 199. This morning was the first time I had seen that in a while. I initially logged 199, then a few days later I went up to 200, then to 203. I was thinking just water weight, so I didn't log it. But I continued to remain over 200 until this morning.

so *MAYBE* I'm about to start losing weight again? I'm afraid to be hopeful. I'm trying to remain positive, and I constantly tell myself that I can lose weight, that it is healthy to lose weight, that I should be letting go of the fat, not holding on to it, etc. Picturing weight loss, picturing food being helpful to my body.. if positive thinking were a weight loss plan I'd be 120lbs :) but I'm trying to remember that it is being healthy and active and positive that is what truly matters. Not a number on the scale.

but I have a number of cute clothes that at this point don't really fit right because of these 20lbs. I'd like them to fit so I don't have to go out and buy more. Ok, honestly, I'd like them to be too big so I do have to go out and buy more.. but I'll accept them fitting :D

Dreams

I was in the rabbit room / craft room yesterday and I saw a bottle of paint that has a Zayer sticker on it. Now Zayers was bought out by Ames, and Ames closed years ago. I had to wonder how well that paint would work.. and I know I need to go through my crafting supplies and cull them badly.

Well this apparently worked its way into my dreams, because I was outside of where Zayers used to be. The building has been reworked in real life, but in my dream it was much as it was. Only it wasn't Zayer. It was "The Consumerist" in big bold neon red letters. Now The Consumerist is a website I frequent. Only the store had nothing to do with the website. Once I got in there it was a museum of some sort, or maybe the walls were just decorated with 'old stuff'. Not really sure. I know I was looking at one VERY tall wall that had ancient roman artifacts in large display cases / frames. I think they were breast plates, but I'm not 100% sure. there were 7 to 10 stacked high (very tall wall) and I was amazed these things were in here. I continued to wander, and found myself in a locker room of some sort. There was another down the hall a bit, and in that locker room was a guy I once had a crush on. K was in there and I wanted to go see him, but part of me said "NO!!!" and I was having a bit of an internal struggle if I should go say hi or not. K started to leave, and I ended up hiding so he wouldn't see me. I apparently made noise, because he called hello into the room. Which is when I woke up.

Dreams

I had three dreams last night that I want to remember, but at this point I only recall two.

first I was walking past an old house and I heard a noise so I went in. Inside there was an old german shepard who started to sniff me. I wasn't quite sure what to make of the dog, did't know if I should be worried or not. I kept watching the dog, and realized that it was missing both eyes. At that point many other dogs and puppies started surrounding me in the area. They weren't being protective, just there. I tried to get out of the house but walking in between all the dogs was difficult.

The second dream was me being in an episode of Dr. Who. There was a man who I was close to, and for some reason I had to be separted from him. I said to him that the next time I saw him he wouldn't know me, and I turned and left. I was then in a crowded station and walking through I bumped into the man who was with the doctor. I said hi, trying to be casual, but he saw that there was more and didn't understand so he chased after me. Dr. Who chased after him. it was emotional, as I tried to put him off, saying we didn't know each other. He refused to believe me. Then time jumped again and he was dead. I was devistated, and sobbing uncontrolably. Dr. Who grabbed me and tried to comfort me saying we knew this would happen.

although how we knew each other and loved each other but yet he died not knowing me is something that confused me when I woke up.

The third one had something to do with an old house. I was exporing it and looking at things.

it is kind of amazing how fleeting dreams are. How you can have such a moving dream that you so want to remember, but in the light of day they are just gone.

I hate nature

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No seriously, I do.

I did some "gardening" this weekend. Gardening for me involves going out into my little flower bed, turning the soil, getting rid of those vine-ing weeds, and maybe planting something I got at Walmart that I thought was pretty. I'm not big into nature. Mostly because it is outside. I mean eww. Sun to burn my pasty white skin, bugs to chew on my pasty white flesh, and dirt! (not to mention cow poop - well cause I don't have cows, but still!)

i found a couple of grubs. I hate grubs.

I disturbed an ant's nest. I can deal with ants, they are small, but they are squirmy, and i shouldn't be disturbing them. They have enough to do with out rebuilding their home.

and finally as I'm pulling weeds, I find myself apologising to them for pulling them up. I mean how stupid does that make me feel??? They are plants for goodness sakes!

So my peonies are starting to sprout. I've got something I can't identify in there as well. Might be a weed, might be something cute, no idea. I've got two plants I do know are supposed to be there growing. I put in some other flowers that I found at walmart last year that I used to have outside my home growing up. I loved them, my mother didn't and pulled them after several years. I'm glad to have them, but I don't know if they survived the winter. Time will tell. I bought a small catnip plant and another plant that has purple flowers. Who knows if they will live or not as they were supposed to be watered after I planted them. I didn't because the weather man (and the abundant clouds in the sky) said it was going to rain.

I like having flowers, I just don't like having to work to have them.