Would you?

 

Ritika has asked me to write a guest blog which is an honor, but it’s also terrifying! After all, she and I only know each other via our blogs, she’s young and I’m not-so-young, we live in different countries and, well, what if she doesn’t like what I write?

Okay, here goes!

If a blind, three-legged dog limped into your life, what would you do?

Would you caress the sleep out of his pale eyes?

Would you try to find out who abandoned him?

Would you ring animal welfare agencies to take him away?

Would you keep him, love him, look after him?

You would have to make some choices, wouldn’t you?

If a bird flew against your window, and fell to the ground unconscious, what would you do?

Would you pick her up and wipe the blood from her beak?

Would you put her out of her misery?

Would you take her to the vet?

Would you put her in a warm box and look after her?

You would have to make some choices, wouldn’t you?

When my beautiful husband got so ill that I couldn’t look after him anymore,

I had to organize for him to move to a nursing home.

The blind, three-legged dog warms my husband’s feet every night.

The bird chirps outside my husband’s window every day.

Not really, because they don’t exist except in my imagination.

I didn’t have a choice.

Koopy’s note: Even though we have never known each other outside of WordPress, Koops found a bloggy friend in Jules. Her words give so many the hope to move on and face stuff like a badass.

We are only as young as our spirits, J! And come on. You know I love how you write.

She even has peacocks! And geese! And lots of birdie rivalry that she shares with us. She is a big bright beacon for anyone looking for some light in the life.

Look at that pretty pea! 😀
… Yeah. I have a hing for pretty peas. Sorry.

She’s fun and smart and caring and funny and an awesome writer. Hop over, yes the rumors are true: right here!