imageMy friend and I found this guy today in a deplorable condition. We named him Mikey,  scooped him up, and brought him to two different vets for advice. Many hours and hundreds of dollars later I learned he has a skin condition that is contagious to humans (not to mention he has two horrible ear infections and he is at least 15-20 pounds underweight).

Since my niece has a new transplant and no immune system and I am on immunosuppressive meds for RA, my new friend is again homeless.

I can’t stop crying or looking at the millions of pictures I took of him today. For a very short time I touched his beautiful heart and he mine. I am hoping against hope my friend can rescue him on Tuesday and her friend can watch him for six weeks of treatment. If that works out then he can have a real home and a real family. Until then, he is in a shelter and that doesn’t always go very well.

I am heart broken. I never knew how much this rescue business hurts. God bless all those who do it. It is unrealistic, I guess, to think we can save them all. Wouldn’t it be great if it were possible?


I wore a really pretty dress to work today. It is kind of vintage looking, so I put on my awesome mother-of-pearl clip earrings. I felt a bit like my beautiful grandma, may she rest in peace. Someone said I looked nice, nicer than I have in a long time. It didn’t make me happy. I cried.

When you finally decide to lose weight, it is a hard journey. Lots of ups and downs and insecurities. Knowing how I look to the world is so different than how I feel inside.

I understand why people want a quick fix. But that just derails the process of finding health and learning that food is a fuel, not a crutch. I am staying the course, not giving up. Like everyone else on this journey, some days we just have to be reminded that there is gold at the end of the rainbow.