THROUGH, ah, yeah.  Bear with me…

I’ve been reading so many interesting and inspiring posts since I started this challenge and I’ve been dumbstruck by the talent that’s out there.  Who knew?  The photography.  The stories.  The TALENT!  All of it.  I will be forever grateful to Word Press for taking me down this path.  I always loved taking pictures. I’ve forever wanted to write and have someone besides myself read what I wrote. This is such fun and so amazing to me.  And now people are commenting on my blog and checking out my pix.  GET OUT!  Can you stand it?  Can I stand it?!?  Barely.

But then I say, “Look at Gerry’s slide shows.”  http://cobbies69.wordpress.com/  He rocks!  I wanna do that!

And liv.e  http://livestaban.com/ – She spins words like a spider spins a web.  I wanna write like that!

Now Cris.  https://fstopfantasy.wordpress.com/  What a flare for photography!  I wanna be just like him when I grow up! (Kidding Cris.  I’m probably old enough to be your grandma!)

But alas, I can only be me.  And I will have to accept that I don’t write like a poet, and I’m no Dorothea Lange ( I didn’t even know who she was til I started this challenge and did some googling.)  And I know that some think me obstinate and unyielding (That’s really just my delivery and I’m working on it, honestly.  I’m just taking the circuitous route.) But deep down, albeit, way deep, I am kind and, like Tacky (if you know children’s books), a good bird to have around.

So, I’ll go with that.  I’ll go with ME and try to live more by the words of liv.e.  She has a porch with a swing and beautiful attitude toward life.  I’ll have a deck with a rocker and I’ll work on the attitude, and bank on my sense of humor.  It’s a start.  Even at 60.  I’ll pull through with flying colors with a little help from my new friends.

And speaking of getting through, back at the hacienda… and thanks for waiting, by the way…

This poor munchkin was sitting in a cage at the Atlantic City ASPCA, gazing through the bars of his cage.  If I didn’t have a house full already, I’d give him a go.  I’m hoping someone did.  And I go on about my woes.

Shame on me.

Support your local sheriff, and your local animal shelter.  Even if it’s just to visit, and spread some love.  It probably gets those little buggers through another day.