AI
...covering various topics from parenting to religion and everything in between.
Fear has halted many, myself included, especially in face-to-face situations.
The prospect of being judged by others is intimidating.
Honestly, who wants to go down that rabbit hole?
Me
...that includes all topics from parenting to religion and everything in between!
Fear has been the stoppage for many! (Including myself in an in-person situation!)
Being judged by others is scary!
And to be honest, who needs to open that wormhole???
AI
We need to be heard for change to happen! It's important to be courageous and considerate in expressing our reasons. Constantly explaining can be irritating or beneficial and often it's a spur-of-the-moment choice. I really ought to pay attention to my own arguments.
Me
But we must be heard for a change to occur!
So be brave and always be kind about how you phrase your why.
Always explaining can be annoying or helpful and sometimes it's a last-minute decision
I should really start listening to my own points of contention!
AI
My husband has mentioned that the way I write 'AI and ME' can be confusing. What are your thoughts?
Me
Hubby has said when I do this, AI and ME how I write it can be confusing, what do you think?
Allow me to introduce you to the crew...
I am called Aussie because my mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl looking at me in the crate I was in at the adoption site that day what she thought I should be named. Mom asked her age, but not her name—ha! And without hesitation, the teenager said Aussie! By the way, she was just looking, so my mom did not steal me from her.
We never discovered the girl's name; Mom liked Aussie, too. Since then, we have discovered that it is a ubiquitous name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon, even unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd, a red Merl. And here is an interesting factoid about me: I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but as you might know, I AM NOT! I am a standard Australian Shepherd! Although I am now six years old, I am the baby,.I am the largest of fur babies, and due to my breed and being standard, I am just right,
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.
Above is my PIC, taken on the birthday I share with my dad, but dad is much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, on February 16, 2018, on Dad's brother's birthday.
My previous family turned me in, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog. It had been said that I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18, clearing out the shelters' day!
My record called me Belle, so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella, beautiful either way!
Hey, wait! Please don't forget me! I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am 12-ish years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps late with Dad, till after seven most days, even later sometimes!
I enjoy a good tug-a-war on the ropes 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 had been wandering the neighborhood for days when I saw Aussie and Bella in their living room window, so I hung out there.
The animal control lady had been called and 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 is that if no one claimed me, "I want to give him a second chance!" So that is how I got the name Chance!
The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen
days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening.
Easy as Aussie, Bella, and Chance, now you got it! In order of adoption!
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