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on October 02, 2020 Greeting my Jack Russell

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on October 23, 2022

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I have been busy the past little while, which is why I haven't been here lately. I have been trying to start a new business, a dog-walking business. It's called Walkie paws. https://walkie-paws.business.site/ So far, I've only had one customer and have another potential customer. I have also been advertising my new business. A little while (maybe a few weeks) after I was added to my suburb's WhatsApp group, I was informed about a potential environmental disaster. Shell doing seismic exploration in my country's waters. So why is that so bad? Simply put, an air blast is fired into the water to check for certain gases. Every 10 seconds. All day. For 6 months! Now imagine this: You are in a room that you can't escape from. You have to try and protect yourself, find your family, find food and look for shelter. You have to do all of that while you are being blasted, every 10 seconds, with a sound that is loud enough to deafen you! Let me show you this little video

My 100th post

So this is my 100th post. Yay me! 🎂 I thought I would tell you a little story that has been unfolding for a few weeks and concluded yesterday morning. A few weeks ago, a family member was looking for my old photo albums from when I was a baby. They were absolutley determined that I had asked for them before I moved to where I live now. I knew I did not ask for them. I did, however, ask for cards so that I could put them into a scrapbook. They insisted that I had them. For weeks, I kept on saying that I did not have them, and they kept on insisting I did have them. I even looked for them in my flat, knowing I would not find them. What I did find, however, were old negatives from when I was a child. Then, yesterday morning, I got a message. They were found. I did not have them. The last time I looked at those things was about 20 years ago. People do not say I have "a memory like an elephant" for nothing.

Being lied (?) to

Let me propose a little scenario to you: Let us pretend that your parents are divorced (if your parents are actually divorced, I am so sorry. I know how it feels, my parents are also divorced.) Then one (parent No.1) of your parents gets remarried to a person who has an adult child, who I will be calling Miss J. Your parent, and the new spouse, eventually go on holiday, to a different country, for about 3 weeks. During that time, your other parent (parent No.2) tells you that they can't see you that weekend because they are not feeling great. So you think "Okay, that's fine." But you then discover, a few weeks later, that the reason you were given (for not seeing your parent) was not the actual reason. It was a lie 🙊. The actual reason was that parent No.2 didn't want Miss J to be by herself. Why not just tell the truth instead? Why make up a story and then say that wasn't the actual reason? This makes me believe two things: You care about someone else's

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