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This shows what real patience can accomplish.
I was completely out of it today. Did pretty much zip.
Still recovering from yesterday. I had no idea that my neighbor’s death would affect me so profoundly.
I’m also very upset (to put it mildly) over the election results. Now all the crap will start all over again.
I feel drained.
Hopefully, I can do better tomorrow.
Have a good night, all.
See you tomorrow.
God bless everybody.
Patty
Service dogs are truly amazing. This young woman is prone to either seizures or fainting and her home is laid out with what she needs the dog to get for her. She said she did hit her head this time, but her dog stayed with her after getting her her medication. Well done.
My Buster was a short haired red cat. He was close to 18 pounds without an ounce of fat on him. He was just big. When he’d sit in the window, the sunlight would hit him and you could see the rippling muscles under his fur. He was a true sweetheart.
Good! People who disturb these animals should be severely punished. The bear could get the blame if she had been attacked. People should show these animals a little more respect.
“Welcome to Oregon!”
The Deluded People’s Republic of Oregon (how in the world did it ever come to this?) has decided to do away with residency requirements for assisted suicide (https://www.theblaze.com/news/oregon-residency-requirement-medically-assisted-suicide). So if you want to off yourself, you will no longer have to be a resident of this addled state.
Not being able to kill yourself in Oregon unless you live in Oregon was “profoundly unfair to dying patients,” said a top medical authority. Well, heck, the bigger your practice, the bigger your swimming pool.
A critic warned that scrubbing the residency requirement would turn Oregon into “the assisted suicide tourism capital.” I can see the full-color brochure now: VISIT OREGON… AND DIE!
You can’t spend much time with libs, in print or in person, without running into some kind of commercial for assisted suicide. Leftism is a death-cult; its sacraments are abortion, “gay marriage,” transgender, and assisted suicide.
God’s wisdom, personified, warned us, “All they that hate me love death” (Proverbs 8: 36).
Go ahead–try to tell us why that ain’t so. I triple-dog dare you.
I just got a call about 20 minutes ago from my neighbor, Josh. He called to tell me the woman in the apartment next to mine had died. This woman worked full time at Fedex, walked all the time, and seemed in relatively good health. Someone from her job had evidently called the police to do a welfare check and she was found dead.
I am in a state of shock.
I know, people die, but somehow, when it is someone like a neighbor that you have seen for years and sort of take for granted as a person in your life, even though you are not close friends, it’s quite a blow.
The police trucks are still here, and there are several police officers outside in front of my windows. I expect they will be here for awhile. I do not know if she has been taken out or not.
My neighbor was looking up her sister’s address so they could contact her. She lives in New York State, so it will be awhile before she gets here.
This has blown everything that I was going to write about clean out of my mind.
Please stay safe and take care of yourself.
Have a good night, all.
See you tomorrow.
God bless everybody.
Patty 
