Please help find Billy

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A few days ago Billy was with his 92 year old owner when they were involved in a car accident. Frightened, Billy ran off and hasn’t been seen since. His owner is distraught.

From their Facebook page: Billy went missing 4 days ago near the corner of Oakes and Old Windsor Road which is in the Winston Hills area. His 92 owner was in a car accident and Billy fled from his owner through shock and was extremely frightened. His owner is distraught as he is not in a position to be able to search due to having no car. He has friends searching but they don’t live in the local area so they are limited with how much they can help. This is a call to those who live in the area, walk their dogs, cycle or use the busses along the T-way or frequent the area, to keep an eye out and if available, help search for Billy. Toongabbie Creek spans quite a distance and with sightings at Coca Cola (junction of T-way and adjacent to creek) and the most recent sighting of him near Allambie avenue/Hammers Rd walkway (which is also near creek), there is a good possibility he is hiding/following the bush/creek area. If you see him, please understand he may be frightened, we do not want him running onto busy nearby roads such as Cumberland Highway or Windsor Roads. If unsure, leave some food for him and contact us immediately. In the meantime, please share this page with anyone you know and also rescue groups so they can keep an eye out at the pounds for us. Please help us reunite Billy with his best mate. He is lost without him. Billy is micro chipped and was wearing a collar with his contact details on him. There is a good chance he is frightened and he is known to be shy around those he doesn’t know, so please do not approach him in case he runs onto a busy road. Contact us immediately and stay with him at a distance and someone familiar to him will come down to him. We can be contacted on +61 410 019 714 anytime. Thank you.

Please help find Billy

If you can, log on to Please help find Billy’s Facebook page and share that too. Even if you don’t live nearby – let’s reunite these friends.

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The runaway

Love Bug has had a few stellar tantrums lately. In speaking with other mummas of four-year old girls, this seems to be normal. They come out of nowhere, and for the life of me, I can’t seem to put my finger on the trigger.

We talk about them afterwards. In her own time {which is usually almost immediately} she tells me she’s sorry and we talk about how we can try to identify which feelings she is feeling or what she is thinking about that makes her so cross. So far, not much luck.

Then, over the weekend, she ran away from me. Heart. Stopping. Mumma. Moment. {And not in a good way.}

Thankfully, we were in the pet supply warehouse, so the only way for her to get out was the huge front roller door. Which is just by the registers and where a lot of people are generally congregating to talk and pat furry friends.

Within that warehouse, however, there is aisle after aisle of crates stacked with all manner of pet paraphernalia. Crates which tower above the small person running to hide from her mumma.

The store was pretty busy too, so there were legs and dogs to hide behind in between aisle breaks.

What if someone picked her up? How far would they get with her before I could reach them? Despite my yelling her name over and over to stop, she didn’t slow. I followed her one way, she ducked and ran the other. If I thought my heart was beating fast as she ran towards the back of the store, it went double time as she ran back towards the front.

The open door.

The car park.

The large park, drains and harbour just beyond.

The people. Rather, the strangers.

The horror.

Why has this child who has never, ever looked like leaving my side no matter what state she is in, now running at full pelt in the direct opposite direction to me?

Out of view and out of reach. Out of our circle of safety.

I finally catch her, scooping her up in my arms just as she reaches the bottom of the slight ramp out of the warehouse. I have pulled my tendon again as I skidded to a halt beside her. I am in pain. Physical pain, but also emotional pain.

My reaction was probably exacerbated because of my anxiety over the last 18 months. I carried her in a vice grip to the car, put her in her seat and barely said a word. She hit me repeatedly as I tried to strap her in. No mumma, no.

We drove home in silence. Well, I was silent, but she was screaming. I told her how scared she had made me and how dangerous it is to run away from someone who is looking after you. I was aware to not overdo it, but I needed to get the message home.

At home she wrapped herself around me. I’m sorry my mumma, I don’t want to make you sad or scared. I not run away ever ever again forever.

The runaway

Later in the evening we talked again about how important it is to not run away. The following morning she said that she was sorry she’d made me sad and that she will always be with me and not run to where she can’t see me.

Please DOG that she doesn’t. My head and heart might implode.

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Player’s gonna play

You know the type.

The player.

The game is going well. Everyone is moving their pieces. Putting them where they are expected to go.

But there’s something missing.

Player's gonna play

Player’s gonna play!

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Poppies and puppies

Today is ANZAC Day in Australia. It’s the 100th anniversary of the Gallipoli landings.

Federation Square in Melbourne has been lain with thousands of hand made poppies and Dawn Services around the country were well attended. 

Today we remember all of those who have fought for our country.

The four-legged ones as well.

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This is Hero – he needs our help

  

Hero the husky was picked up on Monday this week by RSPCA South Australia. Someone, somewhere must know him, and know where he suffered such mistreatment.

You can read his full story here and even if you don’t know anything about him, you can donate to help Hero {and many others like him} receive the treatment they need.

Sending you virtual love and healing thoughts Hero.

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Running on empty

I am looking out the window at the vast beautiful sky. The clouds don’t look as heavy as they have the past few days and the weekend stretches out before me.

But I’m running on empty.

Running on empty

Funny how a couple of days with a lot going on in your mind can do that to you.

Thoughts that wake you up in the middle of the night.

Flashes of anxiety and concern that tap you on the shoulder at the strangest of times.

There is much to be happy about and excited for.

But for the moment it has been zapped by a draining feeling.

Nothing seems quite right. Everything is a little off kilter.

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Wordless Wednesday {a harbour in a tempest}

Last night, it seems my bed was that harbour, while the tempest that ravaged Sydney raged on outside. This was the scene at 2am. I had a couple of inches down one side!

love

I am so incredibly grateful to have a home, shelter, warmth and critters to love and be loved by.

And that we live in a city where we have amazing emergency services people.

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