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Does your dog ever act as if you offended him/her?
Yes.

I took her to the US from UK. She is an assistance dog, and so she travelled with me in the cabin.

After 3 hours in flight- which meant she had not peed in about 6 hours- I got help to open the disabled toilet and put out puppy pads. I brought her to them, told her the command to go, and she looked at me with an expression that was a combination of wounded and indignant. She pushed the pads against my feet with her nose, turned her head and yawned.

The Stewardess said “I think you have offended her” which is exactly what I was thinking.

My lovely dog pouted until I redeemed myself with a dog treat for her.

The look tho… it clearly said “MOTHER! I am a PROFESSIONAL and I do NOT need THESE! Just what do you think of me? I am SO displeased with you.”

She didn’t pee until 6 hours later, once we had cleared the airport and gotten to my Mom’s house. She wouldn’t go at the airport, or the car rental place.

She is beautiful and perfect. Thanks for sharing her with us.

 

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There are kind and caring people on God's earth.

 

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What a great young man.

 

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Amen.

 

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This is Truly a Dear Little Story!

“While taking a routine vandalism report at an elementary school, an officer was interrupted by a little boy about six years old. Looking up and down at his uniform, he asked, "Are you a cop?"

"Yes," he replied and continued writing the report.

"My mother said if I ever needed help I should ask the police. Is that right?"

"Yes, that's right," he told him.

"Well, then," he said as he extended his foot towards the officer, "would you please tie my shoe?"

Much respect and love for this Officer.”

 

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What a great man.

 

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Thomas and Shayla Harwell were really looking forward to watching the Brad Paisley concert at the NRG Park in Houston with their 2-year-old daughter. As they were waiting in their seats for the concert to begin, they could see that an elderly woman was struggling to walk down to her seat.

Shayla nudged Thomas and said she needed help. Thomas was quick to jump from his seat to help the woman and he aided her in getting to her seat so she could enjoy the concert with her daughter and two granddaughters.

But instead of just letting that be, Thomas and Shayla, aside from watching their own young daughter, kept an eye on the elderly woman and her family throughout the concert…just to make sure they were okay.

When the concert ended, Thomas again offered his help to the woman, and decided it would probably be easier, and safer, if he picked up the woman and carried her up the stairs. Well she was hesitant at first, but then agreed that would probably be best. So Thomas picked her up and started carrying her from the park.

When they reached the top of the stairs, Thomas put her down, and the woman kept thanking him for his kindness. Shayla was extremely proud of her husband, and posted the following on social media: “He made me so proud…. Not only did he help get her to her seat, but she did not have the strength to come back up the stairs. So, he carried her!”

Thomas, who is a volunteer firefighter, had this to say about it: “If you’re alive and breathing, you shouldn’t need an excuse to help someone else. If they need help, help them.”

Photo courtesy: Shayla Harwell

 

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God bless this young boy.

 

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I was 14 years old and just flew into Dulles International Airport. We were driving to my dad’s house in DC when my au pair got a text asking her to stop at a grocery store to pick up some eggs.

She had to get gas anyway, so she dropped me off in front of Giant grocery store and she went to the gas station across the street to get gas. I made my way to the back of the store to get the eggs.

I saw a package of 6 eggs, 12 eggs and 18 eggs. I kept looking around, but couldn’t find a pack of 10 eggs, so asked one of the people working there where I can find a pack of 10.

He looked at me totally confused. Then he got another worker to come over to talk to me because this wasn’t his area. The other guy said all the eggs they have are in front of me. He looked at me like I’m crazy or I was joking around., and said nobody sell 10 eggs. People started to gather to see what’s going on.

An old guy standing next to me whispered in my ear to take the 12 eggs before I get thrown into a padded room. So I did…I took the pack of 12 eggs.

I heard the two workers talk about me when I was walking away, but ignored them and kept walking until I made my way to the cashiers. I stood there waiting in line. Then the old guy comes up behind me with his cart of groceries.

When it was my turn the cashier scanned my pack of eggs and told me how much it was. I dug around in my purse for money. I had British Pound, Euro and Mexican Peso, but no US Dollar.

The old man saw I was getting all frazzled and totally embarrassed because the cashier was getting impatient and people in the back of the line were talking about how I’m the girl from the back of the store.

He handed me $5 and I gave it to the cashier. I gave him back the change and a couple of Euros. He took them and told me not to worry, and that things will get better once I get used to the weirdness of the US.

 

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“The man in the chair is Mr Earl….Mr Earl lives in the assisted living home next door to the shop, he has a memory disease that if you tell him something today he forgets so if you tell him again tomorrow it’s like new information to him….his brother used to come to the shop and pay me every week to cut his hair. Then later Mr Earl would come and ask me did his brother pay me so he can get a cut, I would always say yes sir your debt is already paid….Mr Earl’s brother died 5 years ago and he doesn’t remember, he still comes every week and always asks me is his debt paid….I ALWAYS STILL SAY YES SIR, YOUR DEBT IS PAID and cut his hair….i know Mr. Earl’s brother is in heaven looking down watching out for us THATS PAYMENT ENOUGH…some things are better than money….AMEN”

Credit: Marlo Matthews

There are good people across America.

 

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Older Gentleman “Turned Himself In”

"A Swatara police officer was called to the Capital Diner this morning. An elderly man couldn't pay for his breakfast; he tried but his card was declined. He panicked and actually called the police on himself because he didn't know what to do. The restaurant gave him his space to figure it out and that was the best solution he could come up with. Officer Anthony Glass went to the counter, pulled out his credit card, and paid for the man's breakfast. The man asked for his phone number so he could pay him back but the officer kindly declined. This young man deserves to be recognized."

Credit: Jason Bias

There are great LEO's across America.

 

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https://www.quora.com/Do-dogs-have-a-favorite-human

This is me and Tony about 10 years ago. I rescued him when I lived in Chicago. He was found in a park tied to a tree with an electrical cord. I got Tony shortly after my now ex-wife moved out with our two dogs and cat. I was lucky to have Tony for 15 years- I took him everywhere- we’d go running by Lake Michigan (he’d run, I’d rollerblade), to the local restaurants that were cool with dogs, shopping on Oak Street and he came with me when I moved to Bogota. Tony growled at exactly two people in 15 years- both were shady and immediately went the other way when they saw him. He followed me everywhere when I got him and was my best friend for sure. If I had anyone living with me or coming over he was good to them but always favored me, which I think is natural since I took care of him.

Tony passed away from bladder cancer 3 years ago and it’s something I don’t want to forget but it’s also painful to remember. I loved him more than I love most people!

This is the last picture of Tony and me, taken the morning he died.

**Edit**

I received more positive replies to this than anything I’ve ever shared. Maybe I should share more. Anyway, I did adopt two awesome dogs about a month after Tony died. My house was too quiet and I was way too sad to be here alone. Capone and Lulu are amazing. I’m their 4th and last home and I could not be happier. They are so different and I connect with both in different ways. There’s no way Tony could ever be replaced but these two are in part of my life now and I love them both so much.

 

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In Utah, single mom Whitney Kittrell discovered she would go to QUITE an extent to take her son to a father-son event. It was a simple thing… a dads and doughnuts party at her son’s school. But there was no dad in her son’s life. There was his grandpa, but he really wanted his mom to go with him.

Says Whitney: “I made a promise with myself that I would do anything I could, even if it meant going out of my comfort zone, to give my kids a ‘normal’ life and the same experiences as other kids.”

So Whitney… completely OUT of her comfort zone, put on a hat, baggy sweat pants, painted on some facial hair and then, off they went. She was embarrassed in the man costume, and her son introduced her as his mom and dad.

But Whitney KNEW she made the right decision to come to the event as his father when he ran up to her and whispered in her ear: “Mom, I know that you’ll always be there and do anything for me. Thank you. I love you.”

And if that didn’t seal the deal, I don’t know what would.

Photo courtesy: Whitney Kittrell

What a great mom.

 

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This little guy had such a serious biting issue that he was nearly euthanized. He only weighs twenty pounds but he strikes with the speed of a mongoose attacking a cobra. He does not just bite. He rips flesh.

I found him on a dog rescue page on FB. At the time, I was grieving the loss of my canine companion that had been killed by an unruly dog that broke free of inadequate restraints. I was in no hurry for another dog but this dog’s story touched my heart with compassion and challenge. I drove 1200 miles to save this boy.

During the first day of travel toward home, I was wondering what I had gotten myself into. I had just adopted a dog that I could not board nor trust around a dog walker if we had to leave him at home for any length of time. He has to wear a muzzle when visiting the vet. When I left him at the vet for neutering, I implored them not to take off his muzzle unless he was sedated.

I took the muzzle off a couple of hours into our travel, after picking him up at the shelter. I received a warning growl as thanks. I had alcohol, peroxide and bandages in the car to treat myself for bites if needed. By the third day, when we got home, this dog was trusting me enough to sit in my lap while I was in my recliner.

It took another two or three days for him to trust my wife. Now, whenever either of has to leave him for a time, he is the cutest happy dancer when we come back home. On hind legs he dances and spins. Then, still on hind legs, he moves up close for hugs and kisses.

He has been with us for twelve weeks now. I have never doubted that any of our past canines loved us dearly but this boy is the most demonstrative in his affection of any dog that we have ever had. That is a huge reward for us.

Little by little, I am calming his fears around noises and strangers but I doubt that he can ever be fully trusted around strangers without a muzzle. We do not care because the joy that he brings us is well beyond the inconvenience of managing his negative behavior.

His name, for obvious reasons, was Batman when we adopted him. I renamed him Chance which is short for Batman’s Last Chance. I am pretty certain that we were his last chance to avoid euthanasia. The shelter vet had even advised putting him down. One of the shelter staff members, who had twice suffered his wrath, referred to him as The Ripper.

There is hardly a day that goes by that I do not grieve the traumatic loss of my previous canine companion. This little fellow, however, makes that grief tolerable. I truly believe that Chance must feel as blessed for having us as we do for having him. #DogArePeopleToo

I had a request for video of Chance’s happy dance. This is not his best performance but it shows how demonstrative that he is, just the same.
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Kudos Officer Kenneth Knox- You are our well deserving “Unsung Hero” today!

“I would like to introduce everyone to Miss Parham. She is a 2 month old beautiful baby girl.”

“Last night I was dispatched to a residence to a child choking, it was this beautiful little princess. she was turning blue and fading fast.. mom and dad tried CPR with no luck and when I arrived she was not breathing.

The LORD GOD ALMIGHTY touched me and I knew what to do. I did reverse CPR and was able to suck the cereal out of her throat and she began breathing again. she smiled at me for a second and then starting crying which was music to my ears.

Out of my 25 years being a cop, this is my greatest and most profound accomplishment and it made every second of those 25 years worth it all. I am forever humbled and changed by this. Little miss Parham will forever be a part of my life...
……Officer Kenneth Knox

 

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While sorting through a deceased person's possessions, what is the most disturbing thing you found?

My wife had a Great Uncle. He had a hard war (WW2) and when he returned, instead of returning to the family in Illinois, he settled in Tucson, AZ. He estranged himself from his sisters and any other family and they seldom heard from him. They’d get occasional word from mutual friends that he was still alive but there was little engagement with them.

In November of 2001, the day came when the family learned that Jimmy had died. We were contacted by the VA and my in-laws flew to AZ to meet up with my wife and they drove down to Tucson to help sort out Jimmy’s affairs.

He lived, they learned, like a hermit, in a small shack-like house in an old part of town. He had few possessions. One thing that he had in abundance, though, is what surprised everyone.

Jimmy, it seemed, spent most of his time volunteering at the Tucson VA hospital. In fact, according to all of the Service Award certificates, he had spent over one hundred thousand hours (the equivalent of every hour for 11 solid years) volunteering his time working with our war veterans. He had a stack of certificates thanking him for his endless hours donated to the hospital.

To thank him, the VA helped arrange for his burial with full military honors, saying it was the very least they could do for their most dependable volunteer.

Unfortunately, the family had no idea before he died.

The family always believed that he’d lost too much of himself in the war. He spent the rest of his days giving everything he had left to the VA.

He wasn’t lost at all.
Okay, that was the story. I’m so glad that it has touched so many people. Thank you. I simplified the relationship between Jimmy and his family back home because that wasn’t the point of the story. But like all good stories, there are people who choose to miss the point and focus on the negative. This says a lot about you that you should contemplate in front of a mirror.

Estrangement happens for many reasons. Let me assure you that it was NOT a case of his family turning their backs on him. They called. They wrote. Cousins would try to visit when in Arizona. This vision you are imposing on them is totally wrong. At this very moment, I’m estranged from my own brother. I don’t know why. He won’t respond. He’s told others not to call or text. We don’t know why. Unfortunately, it happens. I wish it didn’t.

Others have chosen to make comments about the VA and how they don’t have the power to grant military funerals. For the love of monkeys! Jimmie’s remaining family are all old women who never served in the military and would never know to ask for military honors. The VA made sure they did and made the arrangements. Again…mirror. Stare for a while. Think.

But what I won’t allow is you belittling my family over one of their biggest sorrows. Let’s focus on what this story is about—his quiet devotion to the family Jimmy chose and how much the family learned about him while cleaning up his things.

And Jimmie…thanks for the pipe wrench.

Additional.

I just renewed my subscription on Ancestry. I decided to dig in a little on Jimmie. I found military service records. Forgive me. I’m just an idiot son-in-law. Jimmie served in the Navy during World War 2. I thought he was in Korea. I found this image:

After coming home, he settled in Tucson, AZ:

He spent the rest of his life there. He was never married.

He was 79.
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Sad, but also heart warming for Jimmy to dedicate his life to others suffering at the VA.

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Amen.

 

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This is a picture of me with my niece. It was my first time seeing and holding her (September 8, 2018). I was working in the airport when my sister was flying back to the city with her 4-months-old daughter.

This is another picture with her in the same airport when she was around 3 years old (June 24, 2021):

When she was a baby:

A proud uncle.

 

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Amen.

 

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