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Pit Bulls: They are what we make them be

Pit Bulls


welcome By: Elena Grace Flores
What is your basis in selecting a dog for a pet? If you are for the large dog breeds then the Pit Bull is perfect for you. If you think they are dangerous, then you have to get to know the real Pit Bull.
Pit Bulls

Deep Inside them

Temperament wise, smaller dogs can even be more aggressive than them. Jaw lock tales? Probably not true. However, the truth is, they are great dogs for responsible owners. Like any other dogs, they  can develop aggression when abused for a long period of time. In the old days when they were used in dog fighting games, they never fight back their handler no matter how tough they were.
Pit Bulls

Your Role

Being a responsible owner of a Pit Bull means, spending time with it. Walk with it, play with it and make it a part of your family. Do not isolate it alone in the house while you’re away on vacation. It can develop dog anxiety and could change its cool nature into destructive one.
Pit Bulls

 

Resources for Ownership

Check these resources to know more about Pit Bulls:

http://mondaymondaynetwork.com/walk-proudly-pit-bull-bringing-natural-strength-courage-without-fear/

http://mondaymondaynetwork.com/intimidated-pit-bulls-meet-tolerant-dog-loves-child-like-little-master/

http://mondaymondaynetwork.com/pit-bull-ownership-101/
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Are you Religious or Spiritual?

welcome By: Elena Grace Flores
I often make rush decissions but somehow, there seems to be a stronger force that puts my life into balance. That’s why I believe that someone or something greater than us exists. Religious people call that divine intervention by no other than God – but what about the unbelievers?

Will religion make our lives better or worst? Other spectors call that spirituality. Having to trust not only yourself but also that spiritual being somewhere higher. Like the golden rule of karma. Whatever goes around comes around. Respecting the earth’s natural cycle and many other beliefs unfounded by science but proven to be true in the history of life as accounted by people who’ve been here long before us.

Whatever principles you may decide to incorporate into your life, there are only 3 measures to know that you are doing the right thing. First, you do not want to see the misfortunes of others, then you are inclined to do good in a daily basis and lastly, you feel true happiness with or without company.
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Dealing with Pain when there was No One Around

welcome By: Destiny Rose
Everyday I try and with each try all I can guarantee is my own humiliation. When you’re nice, normal and kind you are greeted with smiles and warmth. When you have done nothing wrong – not seeking anything but respect and company and to live, exist and just be there, everyone is there and cares and offers there time and help if you may need it – for what ever reason.

In the times you do ask, need it and feel you are not able to accomplish the task at hand, everyone seems to be busy or unavailable.. disappeared. It leaves me to wonder that when they do say yes; lets meet and discuss it, it is only because they know they will get the gossip on you and the unedited version so they can be nosy and know the depth of your pain.

Humans are hideous creatures that are the most cruel, selfish beings in the galaxy and I wish I was not one of them.

To be a goldfish in a bowl of dirty water that does not get fed as often as it should – would be a better existence from what I have now.

When I look back on my life and the things I have done, they are small things for me but big things in other people’s eyes. I don’t do things and expect anything in return except a thank you and to enjoy the moment when I see their eyes and know they are astonished, excited or relieved. As a Tauren it is our nature to buy practical presents – not just shiny things to impress, but things to better someone’s life – to make it easier for their existence.

I don’t go a day without noticing what someone is without. Whether they realise it or not. I notice the person on the street that could do with shoe polish or a lady struggling with shopping that I realise has to get all the way home whether by bus or car then to the house that they live. I see the homeless and the rich and the thing that makes their life incomplete or unfulfilled. I see all of the pain on faces I don’t know. I carry that pain and I wish I didn’t.

Going through my own pain I realise that for me i want a tattoo on my fingers just above my palm. Each finger with a number – starting from the smallest with 5 then 4,3,2 with the thumb having 0. Maybe then when I look at it each day I will realise I am alone. Standing alone in a world of billions.

5,4,3,2,0 because I realise, there is no 1 (no one).

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How to Help Someone when you Need it the Most?

welcome By: Destiny Rose My mother has become very ill. She is loved by all. People I know still ask after 10 years even though they only had a meeting of a few minutes. People still ask; “how’s your mum”. She is my only light. I have been blessed with this woman. She is irrevocably the only person I know to be true, honest and sincere.

If she makes a comment, she should be heard – for she doesn’t comment unless necessary. She has no need to bullshit people or strive to hurt and deceive.

Now that she is unwell fighting for her life, I am waiting for the cavalry to appear. The trucks of people that love her to come down the street to help out and repay her kindness as it is deserved. No one came but me – the one with the saddest heart broken body and also fighting for my life. I’m the cavalry that’s a disappointment and it disappoints me to no end. For all the time I thought she would be okay and that the world would be banging down her door to help – only I arrive and I am no help. I have no reason to continue and can’t find any reason why anyone should care too.


Once a friend that is an alcoholic turned up at my door so I put him on the mattress I was sleeping and we top and tailed. As I lay there he groaned and expressed his desire to end his life. “Please hold a sword so that I may fall upon it ”; he asked “or drive it into my heart so that this pain and addiction will end”. I lay there holding the doona tight to me tears running from my eyes as I listened. I wished I could help him relieve his pain, take his addiction from him, make his future bright and what it should be. I lay there and searched so hard and deep I searched every corner of my heart to find anything to say. I sobbed silently feeling my hair become wet as the tears poured from my eyes. I gasped for breath and felt his pain. The pain of existence trapped in a body that you had no control.


I searched to find words to tell him its okay – that he is wrong. I could find nothing… I could find nothing at all to take him to a better place. I wanted to help him end it and myself at the sane time. I wanted to know he was okay and knew that the place he was seeking was somewhere other than here. I knew his pain – it was as heavy and consuming as my own and it was only new for him but yet it was as resound as my own. I lay for hours with the heaviest heart and wet pillow wishing he would have peace as he slept all the while trying to contain myself from letting the flood gates release tears for myself and what I see of my own life, my past, my future and existence…

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My Bout with Depression


welcome By: Destiny Rose
Its to hard to get up again – too hard to start fresh. I know I must do it as there is no way out. I don’t have the energy or want to go on. I don’t want to forge my way through life and gather what I had. I lay thinking on how can I – why do I want to strive? I have done it already – reached my peak and succeeded. I don’t want to be a broken someone that’s striving but meek. I think of the task; all that needs to be done and I can find a start from the hundreds, a start that’s just one. I lay here for hours and fret before sleep. I lay sweating profusely for the clarity I seek. It doesn’t come at all… I’m left with no end. How I can put this life back together, start it on the mend?

Each day I try to muster the strength to succeed to take me back to a time when I don’t have the struggling to find the coin for a feed. I know it will get better, I have been told that it’s so, I just can’t see it yet right now as my life has no glow. Oh how I wish things were different easier less stressed I do wish it were easier to get up and get dressed. But for now it’s a big mess that I’m left to endure. A mess that my life left me in. A mess that’s for sure…..

No one can help me or direct me to be free. Nor can they understand the pain that’s in me. There’s no one there when I look there’s no one to ask, I stand here alone to help it seems not with this burden, this task. They all say that they are my friend but where are they now? They say they will be there to help but it seems not help with the mend. So I stand here alone the task grows by the day it grows big like a mountain, you can see for away. It grow with every thought, every action each day. It grows far too big for me – making my days turn to grey.

I wish I could shed all the stuff from my life. I wish I could clear it out – for now it’s the cause of my strife. It must be depression.
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