Instant wait loss

In an instant 10% of my excess body baggage was gone. Yes, gone! Like an advertisement for low fat, low calorie yoghurt, I was not quite fat free, but carrying 10% less than I did just ten seconds before. How could this be?

It was sooooh easy. When I read the print out from the nasty body fat monitor it said 43% fat. I forgot that I am dyscalculic/dyslexic and that my eye to brain link tube automatically reverses numbers. About to throw said print out away, I just glanced at it and saw, to my delight, that the 43 had transformed into 34. OK, not quite 10%, but near enough.

Joy oh joy. After such a massive reduction I can now afford to diet next week, not this week. This week I shall live - it instead.



One day, as well as having my lovely family, I will have another lovely dog.

 Last week, at a training event, the trainer invited us (well told us really) to play an ice breaker game based on speed dating. Three of us did not fit into the plan and we found ourselves a forlorn trio seated at a table at the back. As the instructions were to 'find some common ground', we set about finding out if the three of us had anything in common. I mentioned being a dogless dog lover which elicited a response  - Tony lost his dog eight years ago and still thinks abut her. Then Tim told us that he had lost his dog just two weeks earlier. We shared our experiences and found our common ground. We miss our canine companions. We would not name the grief as being like the loss of a child for that kind of loss is a deep, deep wound, but we named our loss as being beyond anything that we had expected. We shared the keeping of collars and leads, the anticipation of a waggy welcome greeting on returning home, furry cuddles and always willing listening ears attached to a friend full of unconditional love.

I salute you guys, for sharing with me and owning with me the pain that follows the loss of a beloved pet. I'm encouraged that I'm not the only one who feels this and I'm not the only one who dares own up to it. God bless you and keep you in His care.

Having no dog of my own doesn't stop me from caring about them. Check out this web site http://www.wiccaweys.com/ Read every scrap of it and see if you are not in awe of the wonderful people who work with the dogs. Then, support them, or your own local animal shelter. They need us too.