This week has GOT to be better

Good Morning to all. Last week was a complete waste. I did NOTHING! Friday night we had a big storm and at 11:00 PM this big clap of thunder woke me up and the first thing I did was reach for Buttons. He was terrified of storms and I had to hold him like a baby during them. Of course he wasn't there when I reached for him this time. I have promised myself to make this a better week. So to start off on the right foot, I thought I'd revisit my favorite thing, handicapped people who don't know, or care, how they park. My friend and I were sitting in the parking lot of Best Buy waiting for them to open. We had arrived early and had 10 minutes to wait. As usual, I had been careful in my parking and selection of a spot so that I could get my wheelchair out of the van. As we sat there, this lady, approximately 40 years old, pulled her big SUV into a handicapped spot, literally JUMPED out of it and fast walked to the door. Of course, she thought she was clever and going to beat all the rest of us into the store. She didn't seem to notice the huge steel gate covering the entrance. Then you know what she did. Go ahead, you know. YES, she stood there and YANKED on the door. Oh did I forget to mention when she parked, she left her SUV HALF in the spot and HALF on the diagonal lines painted there so that somebody in a wheelchair could use them. Do you think SHE care? NOT! So now tell me, exactly HOW does a person who is able to JUMP from their car and RUN to the door qualify for a handicapped placard? My buddy and I sat there amazed, not only at her about the doors but how totally inconsiderate of other handicappers. PEOPLE pay ATTENTION to how you park! PLEASE??? Go shopping, have fun, but be thoughtful of others not as "handicapped" as you are.

A kinder, gentler, rant; I lost my little best friend

Last Friday I had to put my 13 year old Buttons down. He had developed a large hard mass in his abdomen. I still haven't recovered. We've had lost several dogs over our 39 years together, but this one was the hardest. We had initially bought him as a Mother's Day gift for my Mom who had recently been diagnosed with cancer. She wanted a puppy so we got her one. He was SO little then. They had six months together before she passed. He then became MY dog. We have a total of three but Buttons was MINE. He was on my lap when I'm in my chair. And when I said I was going to bed he ran into the bedroom, sat at the corner and waited to be picked up and put on the blanket I kept at the foot of the bed for him. But when I woke up, he was curled up right next to me. He was such a good dog. Never had an accident in the house, loved to play outside and in and was so gentle and just loved everyone. He never chased the cats, tolerated dogs we rescued, but he was always the boss and let the other dogs know it LOL. I miss him so much. Well enough before I start to slobber all over myself some more.