I received my custom collars today. Normally, I am not into crafty things incorporating fabric from military uniforms. I have seen women make some very fun and clever projects with old ABUs (Airmen Battle Uniforms) and BDU (Battle Dress Uniforms). However, I never really felt like those were very me-ish. I had to get a couple of these though, because they are custom collars, with embroidered text–which is nice, but also, they were only $10, and $7 of that goes to a local charity that helps the local stray and abandoned animal population. Hearts for people helping animals.
I bought a new soft-sided kennel for Freya, to make travel to the vet and flying a bit easier. Apparently, she loves it. She got inside about fifteen minutes after I left it in the living room and remained in her new kitty-cave for the following eight hours. That makes me happy. Hopefully it will make her kennel a nice safe space when we begin moving back to the US.
My marketing job brought me back to the Atlantic Island Kennel today. I took the free photos for their annual Santa Paws event. This is an adorable event where people bring their pets to the kennel to have Christmas photos taken with Santa. Dale’s husband, who isn’t a huge animal person was kind enough to be our Santa for the afternoon. We enjoyed seeing nice humans and their adorable pets, as well as some amazingly delicious sugar cookies, and year-expired instant hot chocolate. It was wonderful to spend time with these ladies since I don’t work at the kennel anymore. I miss them. Animals make every day better. Fact.
Today, I had to stop by the art store to purchase some acrylic paint for a commissioned piece I am working on. Anyway, my rounding and addition skills failed me when I reached the till and I was about sixty cents short. This is always a little embarrassing. But the saleswoman was super sweet, she discounted two of my paint tubes to bring my total to the 26 euros I had in cash. It was just nice. She didn’t have to do that, she gained nothing. I could have easily put a paint back and lowered my total. Nice people make my day.
Walking through the back door to my house when I get off work is one of the best parts of the day–every day. My dogs are always so amazingly happy to see me–their genuine excitement is so very sweet and endearing. I smile every time. Little Mo always makes me pick her up and hold her in my arms before she will run outside. Pets make life better–fact.
My body hurts from kickboxing. But it reminds me that I had a workout, and I am grateful for my healthy body.
The weather is super icky. It is windy and rainy, and it sort of make me want to just curl up and be sad. However, I did go to kickboxing class tonight–which makes me happy. First, it is fun and interesting, I totally know how to punch now, which is fun (however, hopefully, I will never have to use those skills). Secondly, it is an enjoyable workout. Third, and best of all, I spend an hour with a lot of nice and rather humorous humans, so that is good. Hearts.