I must be overly broad today in what I write. Also, for the umpteenth time, this is my opinion. In due time, I’ll point you back to this post and it will all come together for you. If all goes as scheduled, you can expect this in late-summer but probably later. For now, just consider this to be the set-up for a future punchline… so to speak.
Duke and Kari resting peacefully.
For my part, I gave every opportunity for people to reconsider. Many times over many months, I did. I held out until the end, practically giving a golden invitation to not bring this dog into the mix. Time-after-time trying to send the message: Are you really sure you want to do this? I’m not sure the rationale, but these people went forward despite my obvious caution for them to take a step back and reconsider. I wonder if they thought there was something I didn’t want known about my dog? It’s a good dog, that’s all I know.
For the love of Pete, haven’t I been an open book enough for them to see this is not so? I have NOTHING to hide or shy away from, my dog included. Did they ever stop to consider that I was not wanting this dog to be put through more stress. I love this dog with all my heart and hated this to happen, even if it would help my other dog.
I honestly thought these people were just messing with me — trying to wear me down — and would pull out at the last-minute. That would be fine by me. I would even recognize this as something I might do and respect that approach for what it was. Well, in the end, they just wouldn’t let it drop. They messed with me… and my beloved dog.
Bad idea.
This dog will come back to bite them. It’s been unleashed… by them, none-the-less!
I can only image what it will be like if they ever understand this (likely) tactical error. Hell, it’s one of those times that I would use something I say only rarely… I told you so! I might even add a “dumbass!” somewhere into that exclamation. Actually, I know I will. “I told you so, dumbass! Oh… In my opinion.” I imagine them sitting in a seedy bar with their suits shined to a high-gloss sheen, crying in their beers. Maybe killing a few brain cells to take the edge off. That’s okay, I suppose, because by every indication (that I can tell) is they don’t use them anyhow.
Okay, by now you can tell I’m a bit put-off that my dog was rubbed the wrong way. I apologize that I can’t be specific today, but this post is to set-up a future one.
Here’s the wisdom in all this. A lesson that’s been around forever because of its obvious insight: It is best to let sleeping dogs lie.
Whew! Deep — too deep for reading at the dentist’s ofc. I can tell someone’ in some beeatchin’ trouble, however. Pick up later. 🙂
Ken, I am looking FORWARD to your sharing of the resolution. Prayers daily.
What’s going on???? Someone is messing with you or your dog??? Sure hope no one is really bothering you about those nice pups you have. That would be a bunch of bull—-. I am really curious at this point. Keep it coming. Tell Ryan hockey season is a go.
“Welcome to MetaphorLand. My name is Ken and I will be your tour guide.”
Every dog has his day…
I’m dog tired of these jerk balls trying to jerk your chain.
Ken, one of the most discouraging things I’ve encountered in life has been to watch people deliberately mistreat others, and then obstinately refuse to admit their behavior was wrong. I’ve seen people from all walks of life do this. That’s one of the reasons it has been such a joy and a blessing for me to know your family and be a part of Team Diviney. It has restored my faith in humanity.
I think the main issue behind the refusal to admit being wrong is pride. And we all know what Proverbs says about pride: Pride goes before destruction, a haughty spirit before a fall. (16:18).
Though I try very hard not to invest too much energy in people who behave in hurtful, cruel ways, sometimes one has no choice in the matter. There must be as much justice as possible for our Ryan, and you and your family have been going the distance from day one to make sure he gets it. But oh what a frightful thing it is to know his attackers lack the consience to do the right thing. Such is the stuff of nightmares.
What kinds of values are being transmitted from parents to children? That it’s okay to destroy someone else’s life and only care about your own? That attitude breeds narcissism which benefits no one and has the potential to harm many.
“It is the highest form of self-respect to admit our errors and mistakes and make amends for them. To make a mistake is only an error in judgment, but to adhere to it when it is discovered shows infirmity of character.” Dale E. Turner
I wish I could hug Ryan right now. Please hug him for me. Just thinking about the unkindness and mean spiritedness coursing through the planet is unsettling. Ryan has a gift of being able to soothe that. God bless you, Ken … I’ll be waiting to hear more about what’s going on, and until then, I remain, still here, still praying.
Go get ’em Ken — woof
I love a mystery — preferably one with a twist that I don’t see coming. Something tells me I am not going to love or even like this one! Lead on, tour guide. I can take it, but easy does it!
Love and prayers for quidance, Ken.
Ken ,Can only say..waiting to hear more 🙂 have a real good day
love gail
standing with ya
why do I think this has something to do with your HOA?
No. It’s related to something entirely different.