Boundaries and Bonuses 1/21/2015

My goal this week was to visit both the Flagler County Humane Society and Florida Hospital Flagler to pick up volunteer application forms.  Easy breezy – within 45 minutes on Tuesday I’d driven to both places, parked, gone inside to pick up the applications, and returned home.

At the humane society I was asked to sign up to return for a walk-through of the facility so I could decide where and what I’d like to do. No need to procrastinate, I thought, so I said I’d be back at 1 p.m. today.

I was met this afternoon by a staff member and quickly taken through the various rooms of cats and dogs.  This is a huge facility, and they are very active in the community, with adoption events going on practically every month.  They are dedicated to finding good homes for their charges, and everyone I met there – both staff and volunteers – was friendly and helpful.  After my tour I was told to come back to work anytime at my convenience and to feel free to help out in any area where I felt comfortable.  I asked about dog walking and was told I’d need to be trained by one of the other regular walker volunteers. 

On my way to put my purse in the car – so I could go back inside and love on some kitties – a dog walker rounded the corner with a sweet mid-sized dog.  I introduced myself, said I needed training, and she said, “Great!  Come back in, and we’ll pick out an easy one for you to start on.”

I told my new friend I knew I couldn’t handle really big dogs because of a shoulder problem, but I thought mid-sized dogs would be fine.  She introduced me to a sweet mix and showed me how to enter the cage and attach a leash.  She picked out another dog for herself, and out we went.

My immediate thought was, “Wow! This dog isn’t leash trained!”  Well, duh, Brenda, what made you think he would be?  After 15 minutes of being pulled around the large area the facility uses for dog walking, I knew I was probably going to need to choose another task.  But, what the heck, I decided to try one more.

There were two really excited dogs sharing a cage – both smaller than my original pick.  One was a hound mix, and the other a pit bull mix.  They were super friendly and sweet – both weighed maybe 40 pounds – and they were really young dogs.  They were so excited and hyper we decided to take them out to a large fenced in area where we could unleash them and let them run off some of their energy.

We made it out there in record time because both dogs were pulling like a couple of locomotives.  We entered the fenced in area, closed both gates behind us, and unhooked the leashes. Bam!  They were off like a shot and raced around and around the pen, first one leading and then the other.  We laughed watching them fly back toward us . . . right up to the second the pit bull ran head first into my right knee at full speed. I was standing sideways to him, and it felt like being hit by a 40-lb bulldozer.  I crumbled and fell, thinking, “My knee is shattered.”  I rolled around on the dirt for a few minutes holding the knee and telling myself what an idiot I was to let something like that happen on my first day.  The lady I was with was scared to death (by the way she is probably 10 years older than me, weighs about 10 lbs., and can handle dogs three times bigger than she is).

When I finally stopped rolling, I crawled over to fence (because I wasn’t going to let this little tiny woman try to help me up).  I pulled myself up and realized I could put weight on the knee, bend it, and walk with only a little pain.  Then we had a big laugh, and I told her I’d accept my “F” in dog walking and move on to something else.  The two tired out pooches walked like little angels back with us to the shelter.  I went to the office to report my “incident” and tell them I thought I’d go hang out with the cats for a while.

Lesson:  I am 67 years old.  I have limitations.  I can socialize the puppies and kittens. I can pull the adult cats out of their cages and give them special attention.  I can learn which dogs are of the “gentle” persuasion and give them some TLC.  I can fill food and water bowls and clean cages.  I can help in the office.  I can take my camera and get some cute shots of the adoptables for the web site.  There are all kinds of things to do there that won’t require pulled muscles and knee braces.  Boundaries . . . I have to accept them.

BONUSES

Ted reminded me late yesterday afternoon that there was a rocket launch from Cape Canaveral at 7:35 last night.  The sky was full of stars, so we thought we’d maybe have a chance of seeing a little light down the coast when it went up (100 miles away).

The launch was delayed a few times, but close to 8 p.m. they started counting down, and Blake, Ted and I hurried up to the skywalk.

This was the best shot Ted got with his iPhone, but a few seconds earlier, it was really big and bright.

This was the best shot Ted got with his iPhone, but a few seconds earlier, it was really big and bright.

We were thrilled to know we’d be able to see launches like this from our house.  What a surprise and a bonus to living here!

 A LITTLE MACKINAC

A Mackinac sunset through Bruce LaPine's rear view mirror.

A Mackinac sunset through Bruce LaPine’s rear view mirror.

 

Beautiful cloud reflections at the marina. (Photo: Patrick Conlon)

Beautiful cloud reflections at the marina. (Photo: Patrick Conlon)

New snow on

New snow on Soldiers Garden Trail.  (Photo: Steve Humphrey)

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Yall have a great weekend, and I’ll see you back here on Sunday!

God bless.

 

 

18 thoughts on “Boundaries and Bonuses 1/21/2015

  1. My uncle and aunt bought a house in Titusville a few years back. My uncle had the requirement that he be able to see the shuttle launches.

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  2. How fun to see launches from your house! Glad to hear your knee is recovering from your volunteer gig! LOL! That sounded like that really hurt. Ouch!

    How are Bear & Maddie doing? Are they becoming official beach-bum-dogs?

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  3. Whoa….you better be careful girl!! Glad you are okay. I agree….it is hard to accept the fact we have to slow down and protect our bones!!! Never a dull moment in your blog. Stay safe!!

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  4. Brenda.

    And you worry about me shoveling snow. Now, just remember that no matter what you do, it’ll be needed. The pictures for the web site is an excellent idea.

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  5. After 5 hours in the emergency room (we got home at 3 am this morning), the diagnosis is deep tissue trauma and strained ligaments to my knee. Decided to get it checked out after pain increased, and I noticed a knot behind my knee. Left with pain pills and instructions to keep it wrapped and to stop trying to prove I’m still young. Lesson learned.

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  6. Brenda, Thank you so much for your dog walking story. We are VERY sorry you hurt yourself, but I must say all of us were cracking up reading the play by play. You will be a WONDERFUL volunteer anyway! 🙂

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  7. I have to laugh a little bit on your incident. I had my own dog ram his head into my knee the other day when I got home from work. Obviously that didn’t seem to hurt her at all but me on the other hand was in pain. I have a friend that lives in Merritt Island and her husband (who is retired police officer from our area) worked in security for several years at the Cape. It’s wonderful that you can see the launches from your home! Things aren’t looking too frozen yet on the island. Maybe no ice bridge this year?? Are any of the ferry’s still running?

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    • Hi Karen! Arnold Ferry said day before yesterday would be their last day, but then they were able to run yesterday. I think the “last day” is looming though.

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  8. Sorry to hear about your accident. Who knew that cute little doggies could be so dangerous. Sometimes it’s hard to accept that we are getting older. Yesterday I “pushed” snow off the driveway and today I can feel it. But I loved doing it and loved being outside. I know I could live on Mackinac Island (in the winter) and would probably be healthier for it. Thanks for the pics. Wish I was there! Hope you are feeling better and your knee heals fast. I’m sure the Humane Society will appreciate anything you can do for them.

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    • It seems to me that the real trouble begins when you feel it the next day and there hasn’t been any extra exertion. I guess that’s just part of getting old. For the life of me, I can’t understand why God included that particular blessing in His package of blessings He has given me. Maybe it has something to do with teaching humility.

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  9. Oh my! Your dog incident was written so well, that it made me laugh. You poor thing. I’m really sorry about that. Perhaps a desk job? LOL
    Being close to Cape Canaveral must be so cool. That is a huge benefit of living there.
    Please rest up with that knee of yours. You’re such a good hearted person..❤️

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