Mica Update for July 10, 2014

June 2014 019 Since there’s little world news worth discussing, I’ll do a six month update.

My baby is a baby no more.  He looks a lot like Morgan in this first photo, and he’s almost as big as Morgan was as an adult and he’s only 27 weeks. Everyone we meet says the same thing: “He’s gonna be big.”

We found four of those little needle-teeth lying around and Mica now has a mouth full of beautiful big-boy choppers that aren’t nearly so deadly. I still have scars on my legs from his mouthing of toys as he pushes them up against me while I’m walking. We’re trying hard to break that habit now. Well, at least I am.

June 2014 004Below he poses with the puppy crate I brought him home in; from 12 to 62 pounds in 4 months—and still growing. I don’t know when he’s going to grow into those enormous feet.

July 2014 005Today he went to the vet a male, and shall return a eunuch. Bye, bye boys!

Hopefully that will calm him down a little, but mostly, I hope he stops humping.  I must say, though, that when we hit that six month mark, he seemed to get a little more obedient and better behaved suddenly.

Prior to that he was spending a lot of time in the penalty box and was so stubborn I was beginning to wonder if he would ever submit.

Exercize is so important. And he still brings in the newspapers to earn his keep.

July 2014 003Now that the monsoons are here it’s been very cloudy and cooler so we’ve been going for long walks in the washes at 6:00 am and to my astonishment and joy, Mica is really good off-leash.

We take along training treats and he doesn’t wander off and comes when called, refrains from munching on road apples and trots around at his chosen speed while I have a leisurely stroll in the sand.

This morning a coyote crossed our path in the wash and for a moment Mica looked as though he was considering running after him, but I told him No, Sit, and he did.

We’ve also been going to the nearest dog park—almost 25 minutes away—for the past two months and he’s learning to play and socialize. There have been a few unpleasant encounters, however.

A few weeks ago a pony resembling an Irish wolf hound went after Mica’s neck and was biting his ear and wouldn’t let him up. Mica is very submissive and if another dog intimidates him he lies down or even rolls over, belly to the breeze. Uncle!

Mica closeup2 run dog parkI finally had to grab that monster’s collar to pull him off and he growled at me. Wished I’d had a saddle.

Another day a small, senior mutt was short on patience and when Mica went to say hello they gave a warning growl. When Mica didn’t get the message and went back, they bit him on the nose and he ran away yelping in fear. I don’t think it hurt very much, just scared him, or maybe his nose was still sensitive from the snake bite, I don’t know.

The first visit to the park was the best. Mica was running in a friendly pack across the field and one of them gave him an unintentional hip check and down he went. He was so shocked he just laid there, playing dead, while all the other dogs had continued on. Wished I’d had a camera.

Mica is a real water baby now, as you can imagine, having such an early start. He’s a super-fast swimmer and tries hard to catch Dad. His best performance is while chasing the skimmer net across the pool. Everything is a toy or a game when you’re a puppy.

July 2014 048He’s really smart and stands on his hind legs to get his pool toys out of the skimmer, and Dad is teaching him to fetch toys under water.

Will Mica be a deep-water diver like Morgan? We’ll see. He certainly loves towel time as much as Morgan did.

Mica towel in mouth

Mica has um…’interesting’ ways of communicating. For instance, when swimming and fetching toys in the evening, he often starts biting me and growling. That usually means he is tired and wants to go to his room for awhile and chill.

We had to get out the wire crate for him this week as the plastic airline crate was too hot and too short so now he has a big-boy room to go to with a comfy mattress in it.

July 2014 024 The other morning we took Mica kayaking for the first time. While he’s an angel driving in the truck, he was really antsy and couldn’t sit still, even though I’d taken him for a walk very early. I have to keep reminding myself that although he’s a BIG dog, he is only a young pup and always learning.

The sun was climbing and lighting the cliffs and after a brief paddle we went back to the beach, not wanting to push it the first time. Mica enjoyed a swim with Dad and then hopped along the shore in the shallow water for the sheer fun of it.

We had our introductory storm of the season a week or so ago and Mica responded to the high wind and sighing trees—and when the skies opened—the sight, sound and smell of rain. It was his first ever and he went outside for the full experience. Next day he encountered his first puddles.

We’re getting to be smarter dog owners and since this puppy’s favourite treat is a bully ring and they’re expensive at the feed store, we ordered a box on the Internet wholesale. Grass-fed and all natural. I also found what I believe to be some decent quality dog food I can buy in larger bags than I can at the chains for a MUCH better price AND have it delivered free from Goober Pet Direct, so Mica is set for awhile.

July 2014 012We’ve had no more rattlesnakes but we have a beautiful green, red-headed lizard we see on the patio a lot who is becoming quite tame.

Now you’re up to date, and I’m looking forward to camping in the fall, but ready to enjoy summer and the glorious monsoons, first. Can you see the double rainbow?

Life is definitely more interesting when you have a little soul to coach and coddle. As a neighbour pointed out last week, the only problem with dogs is that they don’t live to be thirty. But that is about to change.  ~ BP



Two Urgent Calls for Help from Our Online Community on July 3rd

I’ve heard two pleas for assistance in the past 12 hours or so and decided to pass them on so that anyone who can help, or knows someone that can help, may relieve some of the burden on these poor souls. I feel so helpless. I hope the angels are listening.

Beginning with the most dire:

1.  A dear reader of this blog finds himself in Las Vegas—HE’S NOT GAMBLING—DON’T GO THERE!—through an unfortunate set of circumstances, finds himself with nowhere to live.

He went there to work in a casino because he hasn’t been able to find work in Washington state where he lived and was willing to go where the work is.

To flesh out the details, here is some of what he wrote last night: (I hope you don’t mind me sharing this, but I don’t know a better way to help you, Todd.)

“I’m in Las Vegas dealing the World Series of Poker, and am finding changes foisted upon me and my life that will test my stamina and sanity.  The ‘girlfriend’ I’m staying with here has turned a 180 on me, and no longer is in need of my friendship or services.  At the same time, my lodging in Spokane has vanished, so I find myself suddenly homeless, sigh.  After expenses I have  very little money to find a new home, job, and/or community of like minded people who are willing to take me in.  I will work for food and housing, but at 58 yrs. old am unable to physically last more than a few hours without a break.

Any suggestions or advice would be greatly appreciated.  I am okay mentally and spiritually, and know that somehow I will be where I’m needed.  I guess it’s time for a grand adventure and I have no fear, only Love for those I’m leaving.  Do you know of a commune perhaps, or have contacts with anyone that could use an able body until I find work?  As I am dedicating myself to service to others, my needs are small, and I still feel passionate about aiding in the awakening of humanity.  I was intending to start a blog when I returned to Spokane, but that may have to be on hold for now.  I’m also contacting others to figure out where to go.

So grateful for your friendship dearest, and have been out of the loop on line since coming here in May.  I know there is a place for me somewhere where I can make a difference, and maybe teach or something.  My passion and gift of writing may be another avenue.  At this point I am trusting in the Divine plan to show me my way, ;).”

If you can offer any solutions for Todd, please leave a comment to this post and I’ll put you in touch with this struggling gentle man.

2. This one is a less desperate situation, but Dani at ‘Removing the Shackles’ blog has some cats that need new homes in the Toronto, Canada area.

She posted this today, and you can read her post directly by clicking here .

“The final note for today is a personal request that is very emotional for me.  For the past year since our family moved to Morocco, one of my best friends has been looking after our cats.  We had hoped to be able to ship our cats to Morocco to be with us, but that hasn’t worked out, nor is it in the best interest for our feline family members.   After a year of loving care, my friend can no longer look after them any more as they are moving. We cannot bring them here, and so we need to find them a new loving permanent home. They are in the Greater Toronto Area in Ontario Canada.  If you know someone who would like to adopt two loving  cats, please contact Nick at  nutz358@gmail.com (…since I can’t get into my email account).  Mobius is a Grey and Black tabby striped boy  who is 2 years old and neutered.  Iggy is a 14 month old boy who is white with coloured tabby spots.  Both boys are indoor cats and unvaccinated, they are use to being around lots of kids and love to play- but are NOT good with dogs.   I am hoping that one of my GTA readers will be able to help us find them a new home with a family who will love them as much as we do.   Because of my communications “issues”, this matter has become an urgent need!”


The challenges that are arising for so many of us these days are staggering. Something simply HAS to give!  If all you can do is shower these folks with love-light, please do that.

Thank you everyone.  ~ BP


Odd Military Maneuvers in Arizona on July 1st, 2014

Update: July 1, 8:57 pm: A reader supplied this link. Seems like fear-mongering to some degree. Look at the photo. I didn’t feel anything here in southern Arizona. Perhaps the second troop of helicopters was on the way to peruse the area along the lakes and dams of the Salt River.  Recommend you read the comments below.  ~ BP

This was a first, and on the first. These are terrible pictures as I wasn’t prepared with the iPad with a partially blocked lens. They look like insects.

At 10:45 this morning I heard a familiar but bigger-than-usual rumble, and watched as EIGHT Apaches picked their way across the chemtrail-free sky to the south, with a Chinook slightly behind.  (We haven’t had chemtrails in over two weeks other than perhaps just one day.)

I’ve seen two Apaches and a Chinook together before, but never this many.

8 apaches

In formation, they took the familiar route toward Florence, Arizona—home of the prison and a FEMA camp.

Were they transporting prisoners? Is it cabal-related or border issues related? Just maneuvers? Training? Testing new machines?  It’s definitely out of the ordinary and too far north for actual border patrol.


Then, at 12:05 pm, to the north of us this time, six Apaches, followed a good five minutes later by a Chinook.  Same gang? I don’t know.

The other day I saw 4 military jets flying out of formation in a northwesterly direction towards Scottsdale and wondered if there’s an airshow coming up… or is it something else?

And speaking of the military, when I met a friend and confidante for coffee this week to turn over the 5 (whoopee-do) signatures I collected on the Right to Know petition, there was a tanned and camouflaged fellow sitting outside Starbucks.

He affirmed that I could ask him a question, but when I enquired as to his stand on gun control, he didn’t miss a beat and replied, “I don’t talk about politics, ma’am.”

I said, “Well what do you and your friends think about—” and he cut me off. “I don’t talk about politics, ma’am. I just support the nation.” The personality of a carrot.

I went inside where there were a couple more guys in fatigues and caps getting their drinks. When I told Jane about the exchange she said, “Super-soldier.  Just repeating like a robot? Super-soldier.”

Interesting. Doesn’t give me the warm fuzzies about the military. Missing the human element and too much like an automaton—the kind that shoot first and ask questions later.  ~ BP

Now Here’s an Argument… [video]

As Cobra said in his recent interview with Rob Potter, it’s one thing to surf the Net collecting information, but we need use that information and actually DO something to get us out of  the pickle we’re in. We need to spend time doing things that MATTER.

I’d rather watch other people argue than argue myself. Now that I’ve got that off my chest… we can get back to business, while keeping it Light.  ;0)


I’ll Be a Guest on Revolution Radio/Odyssey Radio Mon. June 9th

One never knows what lies around the corner, and out of the blue (or so it seems) I’ve been invited to join medical intuitive, psychic and author Candia Sanders on her radio show tomorrow night.

The book cover of Soul Rays

Candia is on the road promoting her new book and she is one fascinating lady—a gifted healer with a delightful sense of humour. She signs off her emails with “cosmic goodies”… had to laugh.

I hope to meet Candia face to face later this month when she holds workshops here in the Valley of the Sun.


Candia’s blog http://candiasanders.wordpress.com/discover-your-soul-ray/

We have a lot in common and it should be a fun evening, beginning 8 pm Pacific Daylight Time on Freedom Slips, “Odyssey Radio with Mike”. That’s in “STUDIO B”.  Candia is not yet listed as a host on the program on the Freedom Slips website. You can listen free via the Internet.

The program with Mike begins at 7:00 (10:00 EDT), but Candia and I will be on at 8 PDT, the second hour, after the ads.

If you can’t make it live, you will be able to listen to the archived call, I think.  If so, I’ll post the link here later.


A Million Thanks!

I can’t thank everyone enough for the strong show of support for 2012 The Big Picture…

… not just for the funds, but for the notes of appreciation and encouragement as well.

There is more than enough to cover the next year’s expenses at WordPress and that’s a relief.

I know from experience that there are many worthy places we would like to put our money and support, but circumstances don’t allow, and I appreciate every token equally.

Don’t underestimate the power of your verbal support. It’s HUGE!

Many thanks, again, for your generosity as we march to the finish line of all finish lines.

Love, Light and Laughter,

Molly (BP)




May Day… Sort of

As of last month, April, 2012 The Big Picture is two years old. I don’t have a “job” in the traditional sense, but I have purpose!

Several people have told me I should have a “Donate” button on the blog, but I resisted.

And I don’t want ads cluttering up the joint.

However… since my $100 WordPress renewal fee is due May 20th, I gave in and tried to add a button to my sidebar, but even after following the simple instructions in a WordPress video,  no way could I get the button to appear using the html Paypal provided.

As I’ve admitted in the past, I’m a techno-weenie and can’t troubleshoot that issue quickly, so I’m sending out this post with a link to my Paypal account.

Link to Paypal for Energy Exchange/Donation

I’m not comfortable asking for donations at all—or help of any kind, actually—but out of necessity will accept energy exchanges with gracious appreciation from anyone who would like to do so using the links (above and below).

I so appreciate the super community I hang out with daily. The journey has been not only fun but inspirational.

The Internet is a place that brings people together from across the globe to unite in thought and action. We are so blessed to have a platform like our blogs for these meetings of the minds and hearts. I can scarcely recall what life was like before 2012 The Big Picture.

My goal has been to inform, to provide some unique content rather than just reblogging news articles, to state the truth—no matter how shocking or painful—to keep it light with humour, and to inspire people who are ready, to take action.

Now that comments are open, the community enriches the value and gives back by adding insights and links to more salient material, much of which I would probably not have found otherwise.

Some regularly send a few sweet words of appreciation and encouragement as they can and those are equally appreciated just for letting me know you’re there.

Many of you have laughed and cried with me and sent immeasurable love and healing energy when my furry babies were ailing and there’s no price tag I could ever place on that kind of support.

I appreciate the souls out there in the blogosphere and strive to provide information and insight that makes a difference and I will continue to do so until…

Our journey has been a long one in some respects, and a difficult one, and I can’t imagine making it any other way or in better company.

Many of you contribute to the Light effort by forwarding the posts; you share articles on Facebook, Tweet them, and reblog them to blogs and websites—some requiring translation to other languages.

Those who read to seek truth are also warriors on the front lines as we increase the Light by that seemingly small task of illuminating Truth.

In reality (whatever that is!) we are a powerful gang of Light Warriors doing what we feel called to do and we deserve a huge collective pat on the back as we soldier on. The spoils of victory are near. We’re almost home.

I thank you for enabling me to do what I do, because I enjoy it so much, for so many reasons.

Namasté    ~ Molly (BP)

Link to Paypal for Energy Exchange/Donation 

Thank you, Merci, Gracias, Grazie, Dank u, Danke, Mulțumesc, Dziękuję, Salamat, Tack …


Mica Update for April 25th: All is Well

Many of you are asking, so here’s a final update after the rattlesnake bite. No worries.

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Back to work on mail duty days later

I got what I asked for! Except for a bit of residual swelling on his nose and the shaved patch on the back of his neck where the pain patch was, and in two spots on his legs for the IVs, today you would never know anything happened. No puncture wounds are visible.

AND, Mica has no reservations whatsoever about spending time on his mat at the back door, or going anywhere in the yard.

A few days after the incident, I noticed a couple of reddish spots on the wall next to the back door and believe it’s forensic evidence from the scene of the crime!

I imagine that while Mica laid on the mat, the snake approached, Mica moved to investigate, and the snake—sans a rattle—struck him on top of the nose.

Mica spun around to retreat, hit his nose on the wall, and that’s the thud that brought me to investigate. They’re a perfect match to the bloody marks on his nose and the reason the puncture wounds were a little smeared when I saw him.

The ‘puffy’ got his final parvovirus shot this week, as well as rabies, so he is now FREE! We can leave the property, walk the ‘hood, go to the lake and begin the socialization process. Woo-hoo!

Apr 16 puncture marks on wall

bloody evidence

We all want to thank each and every one of you who sent good mojo this way for Mica’s recovery. I felt it was remarkably fast and complete and am fortunate to have such wonderful friends.

For those who may live in an area with a similar threat, here’s what I learned from a local snake expert about avoiding a repeat.

Snakes follow the food supply, obviously, which is mice, pack rats, etc., who follow the foundation of buildings for protection, and because pack rats have poor eyesight. Control the food supply and you can control the predators, he said.

Keep shrubs and vegetation away from the edges of gates and doorways because snakes can climb to an extent and will hide or sleep in protected areas.

Don’t leave water out where mice can get to it, keep piles of wood and rubbish, etc. out of the yard, and set traps, if necessary, to control vermin.

Ropes, mothballs, etc. apparently are NOT effective at all in keeping snakes away. I wouldn’t want mothballs around pets, anyway. Puppies eat everything.

A snake fence made of 1/4″ hardware cloth, 36″ high is the only guaranteed method to keep snakes out and it must be installed properly.

A rattlesnake vaccination changes the chemical makeup of a dog, I was told, so if they are bitten they don’t require the $500 antivenin treatment. A vaccine is about $50—a lot cheaper than the nearly $2000 we ended up paying. Since Mica was discharged after only one night at the hospital, our quote was a little high and the local vet didn’t charge us for the followup visit to remove the patch.

Snake avoidance training is available and results in dogs actively avoiding the varmints. It may be a good idea as Mica was most enthralled with the dead coral snake he discovered on a walk and had to visit that spot every day thereafter. A quick look on the Internet yielded a range of $69 – $100 per dog. I think I know people who charge less.

I understand that in our new world, all the nasty things put here to harm us and make our lives miserable—from poison ivy to biting insects and poisonous snakes—will be a thing of the past—probably gone from memory.

Imagine not being prey to anyONE or anyTHING. Could be Heaven.

As you can see, Mica was back to normal in a few days… including biting and humping. Next—the neuter!

As an aside, he is so big now at 17 weeks tomorrow, that he can no longer “swim” on the beach step. He walks. To swim he has to venture further.

I got a pig snout for him to chew on, and I don’t know if he dropped it in the pool or it blew in, but I happened to look out and see his head barely above the pool edge half way from the deep end, swimming for the beach step with the snout in his mouth so whatever happened, he rescued it right away and got to work on it; a satisfying 2-hour interlude for Mum with no biting. Ahhhhhhh… the joys of puppydom.

My Waterbaby 4 days after the bite

My waterbaby 5 days after the bite





Mica’s Home, Looking Like an Inflatable Pillow

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Enjoying being home with a rawhide ring

I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes.

The patient is behaving almost normally, but looks really goofy with a transdermal patch stapled to the back of his neck, red fang marks on his nose, shaved patches on his legs and a puffy neck and chest that feel like a blow-up doll.

Life is tough for this 15 week old pup, but I gave him a strong name so he would be resilient and bounce back and that’s precisely what he did. He’s spent the last hour or so eating, drinking, peeing, pooing and chewing before bed. Everything works!

Thank you again to all you wonderful folks for everything you did. It seemed like a miraculous recovery to me.

Love and hugs from all of us.  ~ BP

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