The Yowling And The Reason Behind It

I have never heard such true words. Give me a dog anytime than a human. Dog’s will stay true to the end, They are so cool about everything, they don’t care what they look like..Ohh how I love them.

Angelin Veronica

Hey Guys! So, how many of you have pets at home, especially dogs and cats? We all know that our buddies don’t like to be left behind… at all. Even if we try to, they will just curl up with those saddened eyes, enough to melt even a stone-hearted man. And, in the case of hyperactive dogs, excessive jumping around, and tearing up your clothes to show anger, or in other words, aggressiveness.

So are we. Even we don’t like to be left alone, right? Dogs are even more friendlier, compared to cats. They do not have this hostility about them. So, it’s much easier to be around them. Dogs also approach people, who are mostly sad and, in dire need of attention. Their trait is such. They developed this, only because of the seemingly lasting bond between dogs and humans ever since earth gave life to human beings and…

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As a novelist and writer, I have done an awful lot of research on a whole lot of subjects, and one thing always gives me inspiration for the majority of my work; and that is human emotions and feelings. If an older person is diagnosed with a terminal illness, doesn't mean that because they are old treatment should be… Continue reading Feelings

176 A journey through severe depression

I hope things get better soon, I have also been to the dark place at the edge of that deep dark hole you never seem to get out of…But you do. Get better soon darling.

Atop North Mountain

I looked up at the mountain as I came home today.  I’ve driven this road a hundred times in the last six months and haven’t given it even a moment of thought.  So knowing that what properly functioning  people do is notice, I somehow slowed the whirring gears of my mentally ill brain enough to see that the leaves are gone.  Wooden skeleton trees stand frozen waiting for the heavy snow to adorn their naked limbs; Less showy than their previous blazing jewelry but still a delicate sort of beauty.

Mount Hanley (our tiny Nova Scotia community) is still the place it was six months ago as well.  Everything carried on without me; the world not requiring my sanity, my work or my involvement.  My children grew despite my hollowness.  They smiled and ate; played and worked.  I wonder if they saw me pretending to live or if they were…

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