Pet peeves' day, although some might say with me...

 

... every day is! LOL!

People who attribute ill health to old age... MS actually the average age onset is 20 years old to 50, so NOT an age-related illness, neither is asthma nor hypothyroid!

All that I do have are medical issues that have not a thing to do with old age! Neither are my forms of arthritis which there are over one hundred different types. And I am well informed due to work with the Arthritis Foundation for a decade.

And many are not at all related to getting old.

Using age as a reason to not do anything to help one's self is also an annoyance for me!

People who insist there is nothing to be done are terribly wrong nine times out of ten!

 The BIGGEST annoyance for me is when I ask someone why a person passed away, and they say due to OLD AGE! Most have passed on due to stroke, heart disease, or some other chronic ailment. Old age is not a disease!!!

If it is, explain to me why healthy 106-year-olds keep on going???

The illness kills, not age!!!

I wish all those healthy senior emails would stop since they attribute all bad health to diet and lifestyle issues. You can be skinny and have perfect blood tests and still not be healthy, as with many ills they do not show up on blood work, some do but like a slow thyroid... diet and lifestyle do not repair that thyroid, medication helps but you still have the illness. 

Just like now, there is no cure for MS, if there was, we all would instantly be well!

Diabetes can be helped that I do not have, but still no cure, same with CKD, Chronic Kidney Disease that I do have. I suppose with transplants that is a cure.

Oh, there are so many more!!! Just a couple more for now...

Why do people in normal life, not military, think they need to have automatic weapons and won't vote against banning them???

Again, why can't people wear masks? The Pandemic is not over!!! And that thing about having a medical issue with asthma... I have asthma, and I wear my mask always when out for your safety and mine!!!

That's all for now...

And so, we must go ...

Please be smart, as well as safe.

Have a very pleasant night.

Count those blessings, and we will too!

Next time, please be here or be square, ya hear!

Aussie, say good day!

I am Aussie, not being from Australia, but American-made. I will comply anyway, for the fun of it,... so I will say good day!

I am called Aussie because my Mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl, who had been looking at me, in the crate at the adoption site, that day, what she thought I should be named. And without hesitation, the teenager had said, Aussie! She was just looking, by the way,... so Mom did not steal me from her.
We never did find out the girl's name, and Mom liked the name Aussie too. We have since found out that it is a very common name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon though,...some might say even unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd. Here is an interesting factoid about me, I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but...as you might know, I AM NOT! Although I am now three years old, so I am the baby, though I tip the scales at around seventy pounds, HA! I must admit, a very big one! 
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter. Below is my new PIC that had been taken on the birthday that I share with my Dad, but Dad is much, much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, February 16, 2018, his brother's birthday.

                            3 months................................................3 years

No tail/tale publishing, circa 2018. 

Get it? I was born without a tail, preferable for all Australian Shepherds; only one out of five are born that way!

                                           

Hello, I am Bella in the picture above, a Maltese Yorkie, a Morkie, and I might be five years old. I am the middle child, so I am what you would expect, with all those idiosyncrasies that go along with all that! Being the only girl has its rewards, as well as difficulties...We are all rescues, so no one knows for sure our ages. I was turned in from my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog, they had said I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18, on out clear the shelters' day!Oh, by the way, my record's called me Belle, and so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella; beautiful either way!

Please don't forget me, I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am six years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with Mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps in with Dad, till after seven most days, even later! I enjoy a good tug-of-war on the ropes that Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays too! I was the last to be adopted, on January 23, 2020. 

I was wandering the neighborhood for days and then saw Aussie and Bella in their living room window so I hung out there... The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening? 

Now my name of Chance is because I was given another chance, it could be only the second one or perhaps more... The animal control lady came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason being, that if no one claimed me, I want to give him a second chance! So that is how I got the name Chance!

Easy as Aussie, Bella, Chance, now you got it!