Time’s a pip

I look into your future now, and what do I see…?

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We Stick #Together

Here at the SPCSA we lead simple lives. Some say that we don’t really have any challenges to deal with at all, but that’s just not true. We have struggles like anyone. Everyone in our little group has a personality all their own, and sometimes, just like people, that makes for trouble. 

But most of the time we have a lot of fun together. 

We go camping…

We have parties…

We sometimes feel naughty and get ourselves into trouble…

We like to watch TV sometimes…

Travelling’s pretty cool…

We wonder at the beauty in the world…

And sometimes, when things are rough, we even have to comfort each other.

But the main thing is that we love each other, we stand up for each other, and we do our best to live together in peaceful harmony. Bottom line? We go all out for each other, no matter what.

Thanks for visiting.

 

 

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You love us. You really love us!

Thanks to all who have followed us and those who have commented and linked back to our efforts. It is greatly appreciated.

Unfortunately, WordPress only just delivered nearly a year’s worth of notifications to us through their app, so while we thought we were lost, alone and unloved – while we thought that nobody cares – it turns out that we couldn’t have been more wrong.

Thanks to all of you. We will now re-double our efforts to represent critters everywhere.

We are back in the saddle again. 

 

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WPC: Work of Art

We stand in awe of the beauty of flame which truly is a work of art, supreme and sublime in nature. 

We just love to sit and watch the flickering of a nice, warm candle.

How about you?

 

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WPC: Perspective

You’ve got to see things from our point of view. 

We are just so darned agreeable, but even so we’re not always treated right. I know, it’s probably not deliberate – sometimes people just don’t know they’re being hard on us. Like children – they get exuberant, and we get that – but some other things people expect are just not right. 

Like the memorial thing – that’s a sore spot for us. We get the emotional segue – the feelings we engender approximate what people feel about their lost loved ones. But we can’t forget that it’s cold out there in the rain and the snow, and that even though people give us this function for a reason, we feel we could be a lot more useful giving someone a hug. 

So we take to the airwaves. We try to help people see our true value – that we could be so much more than people let us be. Here we are filming an SPCSA infomercial. Snerk’s the spokescritter – you know – because he’s so cute. 

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DP: Accident

We’ve told him and we’ve told him: If you’re going to come spotting with us you need to be clear-headed! But Reginald likes to tipple. There – it’s out. No more secrets. He enjoys a slug of Ol’ Whatsit every so often – ok, a little more often than ‘every so often’ – and it really shows when he tries to take on important assignments. Like spotting. 

I mean, is there anything more important than spotting? You just can’t be sloshed when you’re spotting, any more than you should be sloshed when you’re driving. Spotting comes with heavy responsibilities and if you can’t tell real from copy when you’re spotting then maybe you should just lie down and watch the world spin around. 

We’ve tried to get at the reason for him tippling, but he’s very mum on the subject: he just taps his nose with his right paw and says “mum”, like we’re supposed to know what that means. Maybe he misses his Mommy in Toronto. He came from there, moved back, came west again, went east, came back, went for a visit. He’s probably working through some traumas from his days at the Canadian Red Cross.

Anyway, spotting, for Reginald, is an accident waiting to happen. We love him, but the regulars get quite upset when he comes along because they have to keep helping him up. See here how Snerkie chastises him while Snick tries to ignore him. 

We love him. Reggie is a big part of our critter family, and not just because of his nose – which is enormous, by the way. We will never, ever, give up on him. But I don’t think we’ll let him go spotting anymore. I think I’ll assign him to something more in line with his talents. 

Like politics. 

 

On Loving 

 

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DP: Home

You’re never more grateful for home than when you’re going away for a while.

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Mea Culpa

You know what it’s like to be busy, right? Well, I sure do. Let me take you through the start of a typical day around here…

First, we get up. We have a meeting in the morning – a breakfast meeting, with fruit and krullers (stuffed, of course) and juice. At the meeting we discuss what we’re going to do that day, what the hot topics are, who’s doing well and deserves recognition and who is struggling and needs extra support. We plan our activities and set our budget, then we get on with our work to make sure that we accomplish what we set out to accomplish. 

Well, that’s all well and good, but the other day Murray, my moose friend and Vice President stopped me after the meeting and took me to one side:

“Sidney, old boy, hate to bring this up, but don’t you think publicity has suffered a bit? I know we shut down the website, but it’s been positively ages since you wrote a blog entry.”

I had a sinking, hot-coal-in-the-stomach, swoony kind of feeling then as I realized he was absolutely correct. I looked at him, my eyes full of gratitude and appreciation and all sorts of other deep, deep feelings. 

“You are absolutely right, my dear Murray, I’ve been horribly remiss. I will attend to it immediately.” 

We hugged and I saw a look of satisfaction in the dark, beady little eyes parked way back at the top of his enormous nose.

Well, effective immediately with great regret but eagerness I have moved the Society’s Public Relations portfolio to the top of my priority pile. Snerky volunteered to take it on – he’s such a stalwart – but his grammar’s not that good so I told him I’ll let him help with the pictures. 

So, my apologies. I completely lost track of time. I feel terrible. We’ve been working away at our projects but I just haven’t been publicizing them, except by guest spots in other places. 

Anyway, please read back to refresh your memory on what the SPCSA is all about, and read forward to learn how we continue to get it done.

 

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It’s what we do

I think the old adage is “When the going gets tough the tough get going”?

Well, being tough is what we are all about. We do what we have to do to restore order and calm, and we go where we’re needed to get things put right. When someone of any age needs comfort, a cuddle, good conversation, or just plain ol’ company on a cold winter’s night, that’s where you’ll find us. 

We are made for love, and that’s exactly what we do.

So, what about you?

What were you made to do?

Change

Sometimes things change. We know that, and we accept it, which is good because things around here certainly have changed. Even just a few months ago we were the top dog around here. We got all the attention, we got all the love, we got all the conversation.

But now? Now, it’s all down to the dog. The real one, I mean. We sort of expected it when he was a puppy – I mean, what kid anywhere doesn’t steal the room when he’s around? But we figured that when he started to grow up a bit we might get some of the limelight back.

Not so, I’m afraid. Why, last week alone, UJ forgot – forgot – to take us to bed, twice! That’s a little worrying. I mean, we’ve worked hard over the past few years to keep everyone happy, so to just be forgotten!? It felt pretty bad.

Still, we’re a resilient bunch, and we’re quite comfortable with our role, no matter what that is. So if the pup being here means that our role changes a bit, well, we’re okay with that. All we need to survive is love, and some occasional involvement.

Rusty’s a good boy, generally speaking, but I will say one thing: I’m sure glad I swatted him on the nose when he was a real little pup. Doing that then taught him to respect us now in a way that UJ’s admonitions never could. Now that he’s older, apart from the occasional friendly nibble, he pretty much leaves us alone.

Don’t worry, we’re still going strong. If our role here changes we’re okay with it. Let’s face it, if we have to spend less time looking after the folks here, we can take more time to build our society’s infrastructure – to make ourselves even stronger in defence of critters everywhere.

Sidney

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