They say adversity makes one stronger. You hear 'if God brings you to it, he will see you through it.' Somebody always has it worse. This too shall pass. And for the most part, I do believe in that. I am naively hopeless in the belief that all will turn out the way it is meant to be.
However, lately I say 'What the fuck?' My post-school on the search for a new career after busting my ass the last few years and most importantly, the last two is squashing any faith I have in all things good. I am tired of getting the 'run around' and being rejected. I'm tired of not even being recognized for my efforts or longevity within the very institution where I work. I am tired of not making any progress despite my efforts. It all gets pretty old after a while and it's beginning to mess with my head. And I mean, really mess with my head. I feel like I'm on a downward spiral and it's hard to stay afloat. The last thing I want to do is completely crash, but I feel like if I don't have one glimmer of this forward movement in my life, that I have worked so hard for, that I will eventually crash and burn. This is not a good feeling, nor is it healthy. And being able to recognize that is even more frustrating. Not to mention frightening. I'm fighting with all my might but it's seemingly getting harder, and harder. Aren't I just a bowl of sunshine? I hope and pray that this will all pass very soon before I completely lose it. Okay, enough cry baby talk. Time to start this day over. Thanks for reading. elizinashe
When did pet food become so gourmet? It used to be chopped beef, chicken or a mix of the two. Now it seems that there has been an explosion of a variety of food to feed that special kitty or hyperactive dog.
It seems the vast convenient choices of food for your furry loved one has spread into the adult like world. Chicken with spinach and rice. Beef with pasta and cheese. Turkey and Duck. Chicken and vegetables and Flaked Skipjack Tuna with Salmon. What the hell is Skipjack Tuna anyway? Never have seen that on a menu.
Regardless, in my days of feeding Alpo to our family dog has changed drastically. As my cat has aged over the years, he has gotten quite finicky about his food choices and very much prefers 'wet food' over his dry food. Can't say I really blame him there. I like eating moist stuff myself over dry crunchy stuff for my main meal. However, it does become quite costly in this trial and error effort. Ah, the joys of being a pet owner.
Still, it cracks me up every time I go to the pet food store to buy little tins of meshed up leftover bits of some creature that he may or may not like. However, I've had my little man for seventeen years now so I will gladly make the effort in keeping him fat, happy and healthy. He's been my constant companion and the best unconditional love despite having another kitty for many years. He's always been a 'mamma's boy' and has loved every minute of being the only cat in the house these last few years.
How could you not spoil a loving face like this who can't wait until you get home so he can lay all over you at the end of your day? Yeah, life is good for this one. Even if his breath does smell fishy. elizinashe
