Animal Abuse

Well, yet another horrible case of animal abuse. Seems some whore Porn Star actually starved her to Pit to the point that she almost killed him. He was found by a maintenance worker and thank GOD, was taken to Humane Society and they were able to save him.

I guess, I just can't understand what would possess a human to act like this? What would be going thru someone's mind to see their pet or child suffering and not do anything to help them? I can't understand how God allows this type of person to walk this earth, when others who were so wonderful were taken too soon?..

I remember right after my dad died, I had one of my nephews with me in the car, and there on the corner stood a drunk man, dirty, ripped clothes, begging for money and my nephew said.. "why did God have to take grandpa, why couldn't he take that man instead?".. My response was >"why would God want him, when he could have the best?"
I meant what I said at that time, until later on down lifes road, my mom told me to treat ALL people with respect, because you never know if they've been sent down from Heaven to test you..

Five years after my day died, my mom became more and more ill with her Kidney failure and had started dialysis. My mom always knew that I would give money to pan handlers who had animals, and I would tell them.. "this is for your dog, he relies on you for food & water, and you've failed him, much less yourself." Then one day when my mom was really under the weather I made her get out of the house and come with me to buy her groceries. We were at King Supers, and she didn't feel like walking around so she stayed in the car. When I came out of the store she said.. "Did you give that man with the dog some money?" I said "what are you talking about? I didn't see a man with a dog?" She said>>" yes he was standing in front of the store, he had a long beard, and poor thing wasn't wearing any shoes, he has a German Shepherd with him??" I drove around the store, and the entire area, and never saw this man with a dog?

About a week later, the stress of seeing my mom's health deteriorate was getting to me, I was at work and suffered a major panic attack and my manager Jean took me home because I couldn't drive. When I got home, my mom took me into my bedroom and laid me down and brushed my hair aside and said not to worry so much. Then my God Daughter Sami proceeded to sing the "Seel Better" Song.. lol! That's a story in itself.. My mom came in a few minutes later and said she and Mary Ann were going to go pick up my car and would be right back. About an hour later my mom came into my room with Taco Bell, and said.. "guess what hita?!" I saw that man with the dog again, and I just want you to know that he loves that dog and he's taking care of it! Someone came out and gave the man 2 taco's and he immediately tore a taco in 2 and gave half to the dog! I knew you would want us to give him money so we drove around to the front to give him some, and he was gone!? One week later my mom went to dialysis and had a heart attack and went into a coma for one week, and passed away.. To this day, I believe Jesus himself came to excort her into heaven.. and no one will ever make me believe anything else... The man with the dog was my mom's escort into heaven.. :o)

Michael

Well Michael has been home for 3 days, and it's been nice. However, I can tell he's getting restless and ready to go back out. It seems like he comes home to relax and just chill, whereas I am I assume his maid. Sometimes I wonder if he thinks this is a hotel? He doesn't do anything around the house except make sure "his stuff" is cleaned up or taken care of. I've asked him numerous times to throw all the can's away, fix the fence, the bathroom is falling apart.. and I seriously think he ignores it simply because the house is in my name and he has no respect. He also uses my car and has no respect for that as well.

I have a lot of time on my hands lately, and a lot of it is spent thinking. Thinking about how I moved to Spokane so he could be near his kids, and he seldom see's them. Yet, here I am alone in Spokane, and he's trucking around the country in his new found career. I know myself and I know I'm stretching my limits of toleration.. soon .. soon..

NO life

I've spent the past 2 hours in bed wondering what I have to get up to. I have 3 beautiful Coton babies whom I adore, have my own home, a brand new car in the driveway, bills are all paid, work from home, love my job, have people who love me, but still don't have life.

If you're wondering where Michael is in all this, join the club.

Dad

I've been thinking about my dad quite a bit lately? Don't know what prompted the thoughts, but I'm glad they're here. My dad was a very handsome, smart, loving man. I know he raised a lot of hell throughout his [our] life, but I can sincerely tell you that one thing he did constantly, forever, and naturally, was.. love my mom.

I remember for my dads funeral, there were all walks of life.. from family, friends, congressmen, senators to gang members. It was then that I realized how many lives my dad has touched. I'll never forget when some young hispanic males were walking into the church, they removed their scarves/bandana's to offer respect. Come to find out my dad had them money or fixed their bikes when they were young, and they never forgot "Mr. Gallegos." I remember one man who used to hang out at our Favorite bar, he was always alone, dirty & drunk, and I seriously thought he was a street person, however here he was at my dads funeral, dressed in a suit, sober and grieving for my dad. All because my dad had helped him in the past.

I have tons of stories, both good and bad, but all in all I just want to thank my dad. Thank him for teaching us to stand up for what is right, not to back down to anyone. I've used my dad's teaching and ways throughout my life, and people are amazed I know so much with no true education. I always say.. "my dad used to say:::"

I love you dad, thanks for everything :o)