Celebrate Good Times!

We all find ourselves at one time or the other wondering if we will ever smile again, much less laugh. Our spirits are so low we can’t see the sunshine for the shadows. Our family here at K9C is the best in the world for offering a caring shoulder to lean on and ear to hear. But something has been missing.

We need a place to celebrate. A place to share the positive and funny stories in our lives, the human interest story we heard that gave us hope, or the joke that made us laugh ‘til tears flowed. A place where we can come read something that is uplifting and healing.

That place is here – this thread is ours to use to help each other in ways and at times we may never know about simply because someone in pain read a joke that caused them to really, truly laugh for the first time in a long time or read a story that restored their faith in mankind. It is the hope that this thread will hold immense potential for healing.

We definitely need this thread Leslie. Thank you! :)Reading and living through so much constant pain and sorrow is wearing on the soul. I would love to click on here and read stories of triumph and good times, at least occasionally.

Great idea Leslie :) Well here is a little story I ran across today while doing a Drug prevention program at the local Boys and Girls Club.

We will title it: Another Dog rescues a Human today. :)

This older retired Navy Guy was there and works with Greyhound rescue. He had 2 retired Greyhound racers with him, and by the way, anybody that knows me, knows I cannot resist going over and meeting dogs :)

So he and his wife proceed to introduce me to Lucy and Brandy, 2 just beautiful greyhounds. Then he explains that back in the day, he would bet on Lucy at the track and was quite lucky to win a lot of money. Well when the time came to retire Lucy, he inquired about buying her as he fell in love with this dog, he was pointed to the AZ Greyhound rescue and next thing you know, he not only adopted Lucy but Brandy too.

He was quite impressed with the organization leaning more about the fate of many racing Greyhounds and now volunteers at the rescue. He takes his little girls to many events to show the public how loving and good natured they are. :) and... he no longer gambles on the dogs and helps to spread the word about the cruel conditions these dogs are kept in.

We talked about rescue and the whole time both Lucy and Brandy wouldn't leave my side enjoying all the attention I could give them LOL, and as we parted, his wife gave me a big hug :-) All in all a wonderful day that put a smile on my face and in my heart.

Another human rescued by a loving Greyhound.

What a lovely idea Leslie. There are definitely days when we could do with reading about good times, and what a lovely story to start the ball rolling John.

John, that is a fabulous, uplifting story!

Leslie, great idea!!
hugs,
Sharlene and Molly muffin

The BEST wedding entrance ever!

http://weallsupport.com/best-wedding...ce-dance-ever/

Love it!!! My nephew did something similar for once the ceremony was done. Best fun ever!
sharlene and molly muffin

I was reading a friends blog this morning, who is France, and she had posted these pictures of a vet sign.

Totally cracked me up! Now that is a vet with humor!

http://whattimeisoclock.blogspot.ca/...se-of-fun.html

I saw a vet sign on FB that said -

"I don't have a snooze button. My alarm has paws!" :D

It was a few years ago. I was trying to lose some weight so I was staying away from carbs. That’s when I met my husband, Don. On our first date, he booked the next two. He liked me. I liked him. Things were looking real good.

He picked me up in a vintage Cobra, Mustang and his pathetic attempt to win me over with a car totally worked. I’m not shallow, but since I spent most of my twenties picking men up because I didn’t want my hair to frizz in their non-air conditioned jalopies on 3 wheels and a 15 year old spare, I welcomed his fancy sports car with open arms.

We arrived at the restaurant and Don was ordering food I hadn’t allowed myself to eat in years. I didn’t want to be “that girl” so I ate, drank, and oh, was I merry. Later we shopped a bit. Don surprised me by buying an expensive pair of shoes that he caught me eyeing. Was this love?

That’s when it happened. Gas strikes in two different ways - uncontrollable toots or sharp, shooting pains that feel a lot like dying. I thought I was dying. Not to make a scene, I told Don I suddenly wasn’t feeling well and probably needed to head home.

On the way home in his Cobra, he tried to hold my hand and ask me lots of questions, but I wasn’t having any of it. The pain was so bad it felt like I was being stabbed with a bunch of tiny forks. Then I realized ...

My God, help me. I have a horrendous fart on deck. I’m in trouble. Big trouble.

The more I held it in, the more pain would shoot through my stomach and down my legs. I was even having to raise myself off the seat, gripping on to my door and the dashboard.

“Seriously, you need to hurry - I’m in a lot of pain.” I managed to say through gritted teeth.

“Wow, it’s that bad? What’s wrong? Do I need to take you to a hospital?”

How do you tell a man you just started dating that the reason you’re writhing in pain is because you have to fart?

Well, you can either tell him, or like me, let the fart speak for itself.

People, hear me. There was nothing I could do. As impressive as I am with sphincter control, this was out of my hands. Slowly, it eeked out. The more I tried to stop it, the more it forced its way through the door. However, to my pleasant surprise, there was no sound. I sat silently, sweat accumulating above my upper lip. Ok, maybe I got away with it. I’m home free.

Then it hit me. Not an idea, a cloud. A horrific, fart cloud. Not in a, “am I smelling something?” sort of way. More like a “is someone dead and rotting in your trunk and am I in hell?” sort of way.

Suddenly, I panicked. “Roll down the windows!” I screamed (yes, I literally screamed it like I was in a horror movie).

“What? Why?” Don asked, starting to freak out because I was freaking out.

“I can’t roll down the windows, unlock it! UNLOCK IT!”

“What’s going on?” Don yells back to me, “Why are you ...” then it hit him. I could see it in his eyes. Was it surprise? Horror? Water started to accumulate at the base of his eyelids, “Oh my God, I CAN TASTE IT!” he screamed.

“Roll down the windows!” As I screamed, the toots started to flood out uncontrollably. I scratched and clawed at the window like I was being kidnapped. Don, unable to see either by fart cloud or panic, kept turning on the windshield wipers instead of unlocking the window.

It was chaos. We were acting like we were under siege by gun fire. We were under siege alright, just not by gun fire.

Finally he was able to hit the right control and he rolled down our windows. We both gulped in fresh air. I was horrified, yet happy to be alive, then remembered I just farted on the man of my dreams, then sorta wished I was dead.

We sat silently for the rest of the way home. Although the shooting pains had subsided, I now desperately needed to use the bathroom, in an urgent, explosive kind of way.

He pulled up to my apartment and before he could come to a stop I had already jumped out, “Ok, thanks for dinner, sorry about the fart, love the shoes!” and ran in to my apartment like I was running from the cops.

I burst through my door and ran straight for the bathroom, where I was finally able to unleash and make noises that no one should ever, EVER, hear coming from another person.

Then I heard it. Don’s voice. Right. Outside. My. Bathroom. Door.

“Leslie? You left your shoes in my car and your front door was open. Where do you want me to put them?”

“Get away from the door!” I scream like Regan from The Exorcist.

“Ok, I’m sorry. Are you okay?”

*toot* *toot* *splatter* *ungodly noise*

“I’m fine, Don - just leave the shoes there. I’ll call you later okay?”

“Okay, are you sure you’re ...”

“I’m fine! Get away from the door!”

This man! I mean, I love him, but take a freakin’ hint!

Finally, I heard the front door shut, and the Cobra engine zoom away. I thought that was the last I’d hear from him. I didn’t think it was possible to ever see a man again after he screams he can taste your fart after only knowing you for 48 hours.

But, to my surprise, I did. He no longer orders my meals for me, though.

Oh MY GOD Leslie. I laughed so, so hard and loud, had tears running out of my eyes, so I couldn't read the whole thing at the same time and my husband who is in the basement working on the electrical just yelled up the stairs "Are You Okay" which had me laughing so much more that I couldn't even answer him.

Thank you! Who cannot relate to that story. Well, maybe not the exact details, but certainly the gist of it, just go ahead, raise your hand and so not me, I dare you!

ROFLMAO!!!! I may never be the same. Thank you Leslie. (hubby is glad I was just laughing and not having some sort of seizure)

OMGosh Leslie!!!! Sorry but that story was hilarious :D:eek::D I, too, had the tears streaming down my face and was laughing so loud that my boss asked me if I was ok!! :eek::eek:

World's Gentlest Dog Befriends Little Boy With Down Syndrome, Melts Our Hearts

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/0...n_4005675.html

That is a great story leslie!!! Haven't even smiled much this week that made me laugh out loud!!!! Thank you

That story made me laugh out loud Leslie and I don't think I have even smiled since CoCo died two weeks ago today. You tell good stories. I can just see you running for the toilet. Thanks, JoAnne

My Favorite Animal

Our teacher asked what my favorite animal was, and I said, "Fried chicken." She said I wasn't funny, but she couldn't have been right, because everyone else laughed. My parents told me to always tell the truth. I did. Fried chicken is my favorite animal.

I told my dad what happened, and he said my teacher was probably a member of ASPCA. He said they love animals very much. I do, too. Especially chicken, pork and beef.

Anyway, my teacher sent me to the principal's office. I told him what happened, and he laughed, too. Then he told me not to do it again.

The next day in class my teacher asked me what my favorite live animal was. I told her it was chicken. She asked me why, so I told her it was because you could make them into fried chicken. She sent me back to the principal's office. He laughed, and told me not to do it again.

I don't understand. My parents taught me to be honest, but my teacher doesn't like it when I am. Today, my teacher asked me to tell her what famous person I admired most. I told her, "Colonel Sanders." Guess where I am now...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vnr3wek1gt4

I just had to post this somewhere...such a sweet gestured dog. :D

For those who do not live in the USA, we just want you to know we don't understand our language any better than you! :p

You think English is easy??

I think a retired English teacher was bored...THIS IS GREAT!

Read all the way to the end.................
This took a lot of work to put together!

1) The bandage was wound around the wound.

2) The farm was used to produce produce.

3) The dump was so full that it had to refuse more refuse.

4) We must polish the Polish furniture..

5) He could lead if he would get the lead out.

6) The soldier decided to desert his dessert in the desert..

7) Since there is no time like the present, he thought it was time to present the present.

8) A bass was painted on the head of the bass drum.

9) When shot at, the dove dove into the bushes.

10) I did not object to the object.

11) The insurance was invalid for the invalid.

12) There was a row among the oarsmen about how to row.

13) They were too close to the door to close it.

14) The buck does funny things when the does are present.

15) A seamstress and a sewer fell down into a sewer line.

16) To help with planting, the farmer taught his sow to sow.

17) The wind was too strong to wind the sail.

18) Upon seeing the tear in the painting I shed a tear..

19) I had to subject the subject to a series of tests.

20) How can I intimate this to my most intimate friend?

Let's face it - English is a crazy language. There is no egg in eggplant, nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren't invented in England or French fries in France . Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren't sweet, are meat. We take English for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.

And why is it that writers write but fingers don't fing, grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham? If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn't the plural of booth, beeth? One goose, 2 geese. So one moose, 2 meese? One index, 2 indices? Doesn't it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend? If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it?

If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? Sometimes I think all the English speakers should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane. In what language do people recite at a play and play at a recital? Ship by truck and send cargo by ship? Have noses that run and feet that smell?

How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites? You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out and in which, an alarm goes off by going on.

English was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the creativity of the human race, which, of course, is not a race at all. That is why, when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible.

PS. - Why doesn't 'Buick' rhyme with 'quick'?

Happy Halloween Angels!!! Welcome to my world of craziness!! :D:D:D:D

Okay, a kid joke for Halloween. I hear lots of them, but this one is SPECIAL!!!

Disclaimer......If you are always prim and proper and not a little unhinged, like me, please skip this joke...Here goes. Don't say I didn't warn you!:D:D:D

Why couldn't the adult skeleton make little bone children????? Give up?

He had a Hallow weenie! :eek::eek::eek:

And now you know why I am unhinged! This is what I get to hear on an hourly basis!;) xxxxx

Leslie,
Can I share your last post about the English language? So true and so crazy....but really enjoyed it.

Sure, Belinda! Not my words and they've been around a while so share away! It is so true, huh? :D

When you marry a girl from Arkansas


Three friends married women from different parts of the country.

The first man married a woman from Nebraska . He told her that she was to do the dishes and house cleaning. It took a couple of days, but on the third day, he came home to see a clean house and dishes washed and put away.

The second man married a woman from Iowa . He gave his wife orders that she was to do all the cleaning, dishes and the cooking. The first day he didn't see any results, but the next day he saw it was better. By the third day, he saw his house was clean, the dishes were done, and there was a huge dinner on the table.

The third man married a girl from Arkansas. He ordered her to keep the house cleaned, dishes washed, lawn mowed, laundry washed, and hot meals on the table for every meal. He said the first day he didn't see anything, the second day he didn't see anything but by the third day, some of the swelling had gone down and he could see a little out of his left eye, and his arm was healed enough that he could fix himself a sandwich and load the dishwasher. He still has some difficulty when he pees.

A doggy tale to warm the cockles!

http://www.dogheirs.com/billfoundati...-to-walk-again

"He is my other eyes that can see above the clouds; my other ears that hear above the winds. He is the part of me that can reach out into the sea. He has told me a thousand times over that I am his reason for being; by the way he rests against my leg; by the way he thumps his tail at my smallest smile; by the way he shows his hurt when I leave without taking him. (I think it makes him sick with worry when he is not along to care for me.) When I am wrong, he is delighted to forgive. When I am angry, he clowns to make me smile. When I am happy, he is joy unbounded. When I am a fool, he ignores it. When I succeed, he brags. Without him, I am only another man. With him, I am all-powerful. He is loyalty itself. He has taught me the meaning of devotion. With him, I know a secret comfort and a private peace. He has brought me understanding where before I was ignorant. His head on my knee can heal my human hurts. His presence by my side is protection against my fears of dark and unknown things. He has promised to wait for me... whenever... wherever - in case I need him. And I expect I will - as I always have. He is just my dog."

— Gene Hill

This is what happens when your child is exposed to too many commercials on TV. A Baptist pastor was presenting a children's sermon.

During the sermon, he asked the children if they knew what the resurrection was. Now, asking questions during children's sermons is crucial, but at the same time, asking children questions in front of a congregation can also be very dangerous.Having asked the children if they knew the meaning of the resurrection,
a little boy raised his hand........

The pastor called on him and the little boy said, "I know that if you have a resurrection that lasts more than four hours you are supposed to call the doctor." It took over ten minutes for the congregation to settle down enough for the service to continue.

Now that 's funny! :D:D:D LOL

BWWAAHHHH! That was hilarious!

Sharlene and Molly Muffin

Wonderful story about 35 passengers supporting a blind man and his dog.

A

Quote:

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fter a blind man and his guide dog were kicked off a plane, several fellow passengers disembarked en masse to show their support for him

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http://www.wsmv.com/story/23972260/b...low-in-support

http://truthseekerdaily.com/2013/11/...r-who-you-are/

This appeared on my facebook today, it sure cracked me up! :D

That is both cute and funny!

Sharlene and Molly Muffin

An elderly man in Oklahoma calls his son in New York and says, "I hate to ruin your day son, but I have to tell you that your mother and I are getting a divorce; 45 years of marriage... and that much misery is enough!"

"Dad, what are you talking about?" the son yells.

"We can't stand the sight of each other any longer," the old dad explained. "We're sick of each other, and I'm sick of talking about this, so you call your sister in Hong Kong and tell her!"

Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone. "Like heck they're getting divorced," she shouts, "I'll take care of this."

She calls her elderly father immediately, and screams at him, "You are not getting divorced. Don't do a single thing until I get there. I'm calling my brother back, and we'll both be there tomorrow. Until then, don't do a thing, you hear me?" she yelled as she hung up the phone.

The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife. "Okay", he says, "it's all set. They're both coming for Christmas and paying their own air-fare."

ROFL!!! Love that one Leslie. Just the giggle we needed after today's rough go on the forum.

Leslie,
I read your joke about the elderly couple divorcing after 45 years to my mom. She looked really concerned until the punch line, when she cracked up. I haven't seen her giggle like that in ages. Thanks for the laugh. Xxxxx

With the holidays upon us I would like to share a personal experience with my family & friends about drinking and driving. As you may know some of us have been known to have brushes with the authorities from time to time on the way home after a "social session" out with friends.

Well, three days ago I was out for an evening with friends and had several cocktails, followed by some rather nice red wine. Feeling jolly I still had the sense to know that I may be over the limit. That's when I did something that I've never done before ... I took a cab home!

Sure enough on the way home there was a police road block, but since it was a cab they waved it past. I arrived home safely without incident. This was a real relief and surprise because I had never driven a cab before. I don't even know where I got it and now that it's in my garage I don't know what to do with it!!!

Have a happy and safe holiday!

LOLOLOLOL Leslie

Awww this is sweet, about time we had an update here so hope you like it :D
http://blog.petflow.com/if-this-does...now-what-will/

Love it Trish! Thanks! Xxxx

Good Times! Love it Trish!

Sharlene and molly muffin

http://www.pawbonito.com/cat-tries-to-apologize/

I know this is not a dog video and I am quite possibly a bit twisted cracking up at this... but it is funny :)

Whaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaaaa that was funny