A little truth about me and some pics of the Beaglebratz

After my eye doc appointment this morning I really need to make a bit of a confession - oh what I have been telling you all about my eye is all true but this is something else I have been thinking about for a few days,  it really kicked in when Georgia Little Pea left me a comment - it was a good one but just got me to thinking about something. The comment basically referred to how cheery this blog is (and I really do take that as a huge compliment because it tells me I have succeeded at something I want) in light of everything I have going on right now with my eye.  Well, it's because I use it as a way to lift my own spirits - the only person I am really trying to deceive is ME and the Beaglebratz are a big help with that.  I guess I am trying to convince myself that what seems s&*!!& to me, ain't really all that bad - I've been doing this for years in different ways, over 30 years, ever since the onset of my physical disabilities then with my depression - that's one reason why it is so important to me to have the Beaglebratz or at least a dog in my life.

Now, as for the eye doctor appointment today - some good and some bad.  The healing part is going well - honest.  However, it is where that healing eye tissue is that is causing the problem - it is why I am home and not at work.  It's why I am using larger print today - I can't read what I would need to at work, can't even read what I would need on the computer screen at work.  Right now, the healing tissue is right over the center of my eye.  When the specialist put on that bandage contact lens this past week, it was hoped that this contact would help keep the healing tissue smooth - not happening yet and not yet known if it will.  I go back for another eye doc appt. this next Tuesday.  

So that's why I thought it was true confession time - my mood right now is beyond down the toilet - down down down within the deep dark depths of the sewer. (sorry for the graphic description that might lead to unwanted vivid pictures in your minds).  See, my deception even leads to sick humor sometimes - it's just a way of life I guess.

Now for a bit of a break from the not-so-nice reality of my day.  I got some new pictures of Shiloh'n Shasta that I wanted to share - a true example of theirr far-off distant cousin, Snoopy from Peanuts

First we have Shasta demonstrating that famous stealth mode extreme focus that Snoopy showed as he sat on the roof of his dog house, getting ready to attack->

 

Then it is Shiloh's turn to

demonstrate that same ability->

Now we have a duet->

Now what post that mentions Snoopy the father of all things Beagle, would be complete without showing one of his gazillion products that we have recently added to this Beagle house->

 Ok, guess that is all for now - not much else going on.   Out weather kinda matches my mood - cool, cloudy and rainy - even the occasional clap of thunder that reminds me of what it would sound like if I put my fist through the wall like I want to.

(Don't worry, I don't)

Think I WILL go grab a soda and sit on the couch with the Beaglebratz - maybe even take a nap.

~Kim, Shiloh'n Shasta~

PS - also best leave now because Blogger is not changing fonts and font size like I ask it to

(that is why some is and some is not) 

and I am getting 

VERY frustrated