Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Forever Sunbeams


It never gets easier. I feel like someone pulled my heart out of my chest, then stomped on it. I had to say, "Goodbye, dear friend," as I cradled her soft chin in my hand and told her, "I love you, Buzi."

My beloved feline pal Buzi was humanely euthanized on June 10, 2014. I only had her for two years and four months, knowing when I brought her into my home she had a huge tumor in her abdomen, as well as other health issues. I wanted her life, whatever time she had left, to be peaceful, comfortable, and most of all filled with love. She was not cared for by her previous owners, and then left abandoned, where she was found six months later living under a porch. I'm amazed she survived that ordeal, and so is the veterinarian. We're not sure how old she is, but she came to live with me on February 1, 2012. I named her Buzi because it means "kiss" in Polish.

Buzi and I had quiet time every morning on the front porch, in all four seasons. I had a cup of coffee in one hand and petted Buzi with the other hand as she sat and purred beside me. When I came home from the barn, she always greeted me at the door with her happy-to-see-you "Meow" greeting. During the remainder of the day she curled up on the divan in my office, unless there was a sunbeam on the floor. At night she slept on the king size bed always purring beside me.

I miss her paw prints on my bedspread, her loyal and loving companionship, her very sweet disposition, and all things that made her so special. Making that final decision was awful. I wanted one more day, just one more day. But the tumor took it's toll. Buzi couldn't eat or drink anymore. It was time. She was so weak. Her last moments were lounging in a sunbeam near the flower garden, before her final trip to the veterinarian.

At least I am comforted to know she was totally loved in her final years, and that we will be together again on the other side of the rainbow. Right now I'm sure she's napping in her favorite, forever sunbeam.

Think I'll go to Jenny's for a hug.

Saturday, May 17, 2014

Zebra Stripes


Since I am passionate about all things equine, I thought the zebra would be an interesting genus Equus to blog about. Plus, I was intrigued to find out that no two zebras have the same stripe pattern, making their individual striping like fingerprints.

I didn't know this either; zebras recognize one another by their individual stripes. I'm not quite sure how that works, but then, I'm not a zebra.

Zebras distinct stripes act as a bug deterrent and as well as camouflage. Bugs are attracted to a solid mass of color rather than stripes. (I'll have to start wearing striped shirts so the mosquitoes won't get me.)

A zebra's outline is skewed because of their stripes, so an approaching predator isn't sure whether the zebra is coming or going. (This would work great in an office environment. Leaving my job early would be a piece of cake with no questions asked.)

Think I'll go out and buy some striped clothing, then zip over to Jenny's for more alphabet fun.

Tuesday, April 29, 2014

What's Going On?!

I have been unable to upload images to my blog posts since February of this year. What's going on?! I've "googled" Google for help with no hint on how to solve the pictures-on-my-blog problem.

According to my account information, I have plenty of memory for pictures (images). So, why is this not working? Anyone have any suggestions as to the problem? Meanwhile, I'll keep trying to figure this out.

Thanks for any help you can be. Maybe Jenny's crew knows what to do.

The Horse Pucky Queen.

Friday, March 28, 2014

Pulitzer Prize Winning Author

No, it's not me. I just write Horse Pucky blog posts, which certainly aren't Pulitzer Prize worthy.

I don't usually do this, but I am going to plug a book for a Pulitzer Prize winning journalist and war correspondent, who just wrote a thought provoking book called Permanent Deadline.

Mark Fritz likes to rock the boat as he makes you think rather than accept the status quo. He's a true renegade and has covered every significant global event since the fall of the Berlin wall, upends accepted notions of piety and patriotism, and exposes a media's clownishly inept coverage of a world unraveling.*

This book is both fun and an important read.

*Amazon blurb.

Thursday, October 10, 2013


Today's the day to start our physical fitness program...or not. It's the kind of program that'll make us healthy, slim, and attractive like the models in magazine ads. But, who cares about them.

Personally, I'm big into unfitness. One of my favorite foods is a puffy, powdered-sugar, raspberry jelly-filled donut followed by a bag of salty potato chips. In fact, my heart just skipped a beat just thinking about it.

Have you ever watched joggers, especially marathon runners? They appear gaunt and always look hungry. If the truth be known, they're probably craving one of those jelly donuts.  

Don't delay. Start your exercise program today. The more painful the better. Begin with squats, jogging, and lifting your neighbor's Volkswagen . While you're all out there huffing and puffing, I'm going to enjoy my donut and chips. Happy trails. 

Jog on over to Jenny's for more entertainment.