…And Then There Is Newman

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As I sit here at my computer trying to find words that will capture the essence of Newman, I have to smile.

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If ever a canine possessed a sense of humor and the physical properties of a clown, that would be my definition of Newman.

From the first time I put a leash over his funny little face and saw the tip of a pink tongue hanging at the side of his mouth, to the fact that when we walk (very nicely I might add), to the Edison Access Road for our constitutional, and I see his little, slightly bowed back legs scamper down the street; I have to suppress a laugh as I wouldn’t want to embarrass the little guy.

He is, in a word, a true character!

Newman has the sweetest ‘can-do’ attitude even in the face of adversity. And his looks alone will raise your spirits, because he manages to make people smile even when the day is slightly bleak.

He reminds me of a little Charlie Chaplin with his self-assured, yet comical presence.

Why he has been sitting at the shelter for such a long time is a mystery to me. And one I hope will be solved soon in the appearance of someone who not only sees the sparkle in Newman’s eye, but also the adorable little Mickey Mouse outline on his back.

He can really make you feel like your home is the happiest place on earth because he just oozes charm, charisma, and oh yes, a little laughter.

We’ve shared a number of leisurely walks together, and he especially enjoys our time sitting at the curb on the access road having his neck scratched.

His leg is often beating time like a metronome and that little tongue hanging down just a tad lower in ecstatic joy.

I feel blessed to be able to interact with these dogs.

They give me so much to think about; but above all, they remind me to find joy in little things, to realize that having ‘enough’ is a blessing. Enough food to eat, a warm place to sleep and more often than not, good people who want to do the right thing and help another living soul.

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Please do share this ‘tail’ of our Newman, and help him find his way home soon.

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Having lived these good many years, (71 to be exact), has given me the opportunity to reflect on what I value most. Family, good friends, and the precious pets that have shared my life  have enriched me as a person. I’ve evaluated what is most important to me and what lessons I’ve learned, and what I’ve determined is that I want to leave this world a better place for having lived here. It is one of my deepest desires to be able to help those who have no voice — because animals have always played an important role in my life. They were constant friends when the world around me was changing.  One, (a small parakeet named Petie), accompanied me when as a child my family moved across country twice, (New York to California and back again)-I can still see Petie in his small travel cage sitting on my lap as I explained to him where we were stopping for the night and feeling that his company as well as my dear parents were all I needed to feel safe and secure. My pets were with me in good times and bad, often being the consistent non-judgmental voice my heart needed. Although I spent my working years as a commercial artist, both teaching the craft at a local college and in my own studio, it seems that in my later years it is by painting with words that I am now able to reach out to people, and it is my joy to do just that. I hope my stories help to connect people to kindred souls that wear fur on their faces but are just as capable as we are to feel great love in their hearts.  Rescue animals particularly deserve another chance at a happy life and it is my honor to bring their stories to light and hopefully be the catalyst that joins two different species on their journey. The connection we share with our pets is like no other, There is no need to be anything other than who and what you are. No amount of money or privilege will impress them as much as your kindness and attention. I do know that in the final analysis, life is good and most people honestly want to do the right thing. If that includes opening their home and heart to another living being, then my purpose is accomplished. I hope in some small way I can contribute to that greater good. Bio- Born in Middle Village, New York- 1945 Mother to a wonderful son, Michael who truly would be a cherished friend even if we weren't related--and fortunate in meeting my kind and thoughtful soulmate, Burt, in later life- I am blessed indeed. Retired teacher/ Orange Coast College/ former owner and operator of a commercial art business in Huntington Beach, California.
 Lucky to have had the opportunity to work in the art field where I was often quoted as saying, "You mean I am being paid for something I love to do?!"

 Interests: travel, enjoying local points of interest, movies, volunteering at the Newland Animal Shelter and writing about the wonderful personalities I have been honored to meet there, both human and furry-faced, and generally enjoying the retired life.

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