Coincidence?

Poor Miss Paris has a ton of hair. The humane thing in this heat is to get her a military-style haircut, which is to say, do our best to make her look masculine. She gets everything shaved! Her groomers in the past would always try to affix a bow despite the lack of hair but this groomer puts a bandanna on. Here she is after her last trip to get beautified:

Do you notice she's wearing a Breast Cancer Awareness bandanna? Do you think the groomer noticed she is "different"? She's seen vets who haven't even realized she's missing all her nipples until I point it out. After her double mastectomy last year, she is wearing this bandanna with pride!

Pity Party for One

I'm feeling really frazzled today. Some of it, OK, most of it, I'm not at liberty to discuss. I hate when someone says that.  It's such a cop-out and just screams, "Give me attention!" But I can't help it-sometimes you're involved with stuff but it's not your story to tell. Such is the case with much of what is giving me so much agony and grief. Lord knows, when it is my own stuff, I get the verbal diarrhea!

The good news for today is that the insurance company for the man who hit Mr. Case is accepting liability. This is nice considering their insured admitted guilt and gave a statement. Apparently that's not usually enough for this particular company. I'm just happy it is getting resolved.

During one of the sermons at the church we didn't end up liking, the pastor said something that stuck with me (I told you he wasn't all bad!) He said, "Don't put your faith in your fears. Put your faith in your God." Every single day this concept has worked its way into my prayers. He also said something to the effect of God being the specialist at making the impossible, possible. So, I know it is possible for the story I don't want to tell to have a happy ending. I believe it. Whole-heartedly.

But today? Is a struggle.