A Great Dog Named Tuesday

What is better than a dog licking your face because it loves you? 

I personally haven't been able to be without having a couple of dogs for more than 15 years now.  When the kids were growing up, we were fortunate enough to have our first rescue.  Her name was Radar because her ears were supposed to flop but just couldn't quite do it, so when she perked her ears up, they looked sort of like helicopter rotors.  She was a great dog and the kids and I loved her so much.  She went everywhere with us, even to the river, where she rolled on a dead fish.  Needless to say, Radar had to ride in the back of the pick-up on the way home.  She kept looking into the cab like "What's going on?  I usually get to ride in there with you."  She also hated the mailman, no matter where we lived.  And the UPS guy.  And the FedEx guy.  Anybody that came to the house and touched it, she barked like crazy.  Must have been something about guys in uniforms.  That's the only disadvantage to getting a rescue.  Their history may have some quirky things.

One of these days, I'll find a picture of Radar and post it here. 

In the meantime, see what one dog named Tuesday did for his human, an Iraq war veteran suffering from physical and psychological effects of the war:

Tuesday, the Golden Retriever

Namaste!

War Escalating in Afghanistan?

According to CNN.com article we're going to be sending more troops into Afghanistan if the reigning commander has his way. I understand wanting to gain the trust of the Afghan citizens. It's just that more U.S. troops will mean more deaths and wounded, won't it? Just my observation.

I have the feeling we'll be working hard to help our wounded veterans and their families for a long time to come. I hope we will all pitch in to do it and not let them become invisible when they get home.

One way you can help is here.

Be Good, Smile Pretty

After watching Be Good, Smile Pretty, I don't think I'll ever be the same. It's the story of a woman's search for information about her father, killed in Vietnam when she was only 3 months old. Not having known much about my own father (for other reasons) I can relate to her in so many ways. A dear friend of mine is in the movie because he was a friend of her Dad while serving in the war. Powerful and compelling! And very healing.