Here is Evie Blossom. She is 8 weeks old today. A bundle of pure joy. I really love her and cannot wait to get to know her. Thank You little darling for brightening my year. I am sure Angel will be so thrilled to have you to take care of.
Your new Fur Mummy. XX
Well, It’s a big night. I’ve a friend coming around later and we’re going to see Evie Blossom. It’s an intriguing story. I was not looking for another dog. It’s way too soon after losing Foley. Yet, a couple of weeks ago we visited a pub and the landlady who I’ve known for ages came downstairs with two pups to show her friend. A friend who it transpires is also a distant relative to the friend I was eating with!
Daisy the mummy of the pups is the landlady’s pet and she wanted to give her the opportunity to have pups. There were four. Two left and their first viewing. Only going to friends and family. The lady chose the pup I was holding so I thought nothing of it. Then the landlady gave me the remaining baby and it sort of collapsed into my chest – gazing into my eyes … made the slightest bark then started ravaging my face and chin. I stared to her eyes and it was just as though I was looking at Foley when he took his last breath. I was overcome with emotion.
She is not a pedigree – the owner is not a breeder. Evie’s Mummy has a wonderful life and she ran around the pub collecting love and gratitude for being a Fur Mum. A cheeky spirited mite. I asked when the little thing was born and she told me the evening of March 2nd. It was too coincidental to ignore. Foley died that same night
I will always support rescue above all else. Yet, in an ideal world there would be no pet shops, puppy mills or puppy farms. No back-street breeders. Dogs, cats and other species that become pets would be born just like Evie into loving homes. Allowing pets to experience parenting such as Evie’s Fur Mum. I can take Evie to see her Mum whenever I want and the three siblings are close by too. It’s a fairy tale. She is cute but all dogs are beautiful. It’s whats inside that counts most. To be honest lurchers and greyhounds are the most placid and loving fluffies. That’s what I thought I would end up with given time.
Yesterday – I felt very guilty that I was having another doggy. It will never replace Foley but Angel never had her own pups. She is lonely and now she will have a little ball of fluff to nurture. Angel is so tiny a smaller dog is more suitable as she loves to snuggle up as she did with Foley each night (and much of the day …) Evie is part Maltese, Bichon Frise and part Chihuahua. A right Heinz 57. I pick her up on the 1st May (Monday.) But wanted to see her tonight so she can get used to me a little more …
I support rescue #AdoptDontShop I will continue to play a part in re homing dogs, cats and equines. Perhaps in the future to be a foster mum when I am more settled. I don’t know where I will end up right now. I am transitional. I love it!
Further news … an investor and myself are hopefully buying between us a static home in Wales and we will have sacred space for the creative, to include healers and rescuers to enjoy! Will let you know more in a week. We’re signing up this weekend. It’s so gorgeous. Rivers, forests and mountains galore! Join us! You are sincerely welcome.
Still writing book! Suppose I’d better get ready to go out …
Tiff. X
Indeed, the Angels bring new things and we are humble. Humble beyond words. We will be travelling to Wales in the sake of guidance from Foley.
We are humbled. Humbled. I cannot tell you when there will be more news. Nothing is set in stone. Everything is abundant. It lives on. Love Never Dies. Truly – it does not and it is only love that finds our path. We find our path with true love – friendship that cannot be divided or deformed. True Love is our message our reason. We are here to enjoy this beautiful planet and be keepers of all things sacred. That being, life itself. For … we are blessed. I’ve never read the bible.
I can pretend things are fine. I can be strong but you have left such a big hole in my heart, I am not sure somedays I can live without you. And when I feel you so close it breaks me up in two that I can’t touch you anymore. That I can’t talk to you. I just love you with all my heart and always will.
Foley X
Today – visited my dentist. This woman came flying through the door – then, shouted out my car registration.
“That’s me …” I ‘innocently’ responded.
“Well, move your f*cking car.”
I stood up to move it telling her ‘not to be so rude.’ She went banging on saying it was parked across the kerb and on the pavement. Actually, it wasn’t. It was to the rear of the surgery – off road – on a bend and not obstructing anything or anyone. She went on to say she’d taken a photo of my car and sent it to the police. (Such an odd experience …)
On returning to the surgery – she’d gone. Clearly having a bad day? The woman reminded me of a spiteful witch flying around Coventry on a broomstick – spreading hate and resentment on ‘her’ patch. She had a really hard looking expression on her face and stank of stale cigarettes. I brushed it off – but the poor Hygienist who’d popped down to reception got an even bigger mouthful. She looked really concerned and hurt.
I told Jatty (my dentist.) He’s getting CCTV cameras as he said stuff like that has happened before. Some people are just so het up! Maybe she had her reasons but we all have bad days. There’s no excuse for bad manners. Had a few more bad experiences throughout the day. Then, just now Jatty called to see if I was OK? To be honest, I brushed it off more or less immediately but his poor Hygienist looked really afraid. I think a lot of us had a few odd experiences today in one way or another. Good news though, the energy is shifting and things will calm down for the evening. The universe is intense at the moment. Hold Tight!
Light can bring out the madness in darkness. Turn the other cheek and they’ll vanish just like magic.
Then … felt inclined to visit an old junk shop in Harbury. There was a food trailer I fancied doing up. Asked the guy “how much?”
“About 5K” he responded with a look of ‘I’m a bullshitter’ all over his ruddy, smug face.
I advised him that to turn salvaged stock over it’s best to be reasonable. That the trailer was worth about £300. He said he’d start high and go lower if it didn’t sell. He was greedy. He’ll end up selling it for less than what I offered, due to being over zealous. It can be dog eat dog out there.
Tiffany X.
Bit of a day off today. Just done a little online book shop for some very special young ladies who have been through so much – yet, never fail to inspire with their courage. They say I helped heal them … I truly didn’t. I just told them how magnificent they are. Of course, I cannot and would not mention their names or location (nor mine) as they are safe now in loving arms. But they will know who they are. I can’t wait to see them this week.
I’ve bought a book on pregnancy for one of the little Angels. She’s going to be a young Mummy. A book on becoming a scientist for another who is simply amazing and for the third little girl I’ve got a book called ‘The Secret Garden’ for when she is quiet – hiding behind her hair … then, hopefully for some of the time – I will know where her mind may take her. These are brave, courageous young women who are already bigger and better than I could ever be – helped now by the care they’ve around them, on, a daily basis. The real light on Earth are those who walk quietly. They are our future – where love lives.
And for me I’ve got some ‘Vervain’ Bach Flower Remedy that’s so fabulous and about to source some Black Tourmaline.
I wish everyone a week of true core self value, inward contemplation and outward, sincere truth.
Thank You … Tiff. X
I tribute this blog to the Angels and those who lead them to us all.
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