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Shortly after my childhood dog passed away at 19 years of age, I wanted to get another pup to share my life with. I turned to craigslist, posting a request saying was ooking for a dog to adopt With the first 24 hours I had tons of emails but one caught my eye. A woman emailed me saying she was trying to get rid of a dog We met the next day, and she brought a little dog in a cage, and explained that she had originally bought him from a breeder because she wanted a purse dog. Not being full Pomeranian, he quickly got too big for that. which meant she didn't want him, and mentioned he spent most of his time in that cage. I took him and left. At home, it quickly became apparent that he'd lived his whole life in that cage. He was completely unsocialized, and had no lec strength. Judging by his teeth and muzzle he wasn't the 4 month old puppy she claimedhe was, either. I gave him space ove. and cookies. and soon enouah hestarted to come out of his shell 1 lived with a room mate at the time who had a cat. My new puppy would run arouna trying to copy his feline friend, trying to walk on top of the couch and making weird noises to trying and meow, which was hilarious. I named him Felix for his coloring, and his identity crisis Four years later, he's my best friend. He has gotten me through some incrediblu hard times. He'll cuddle me when I'm sad or sick. insist on walks and play time when I'm lazy. and overall. take care of me as much as I care for him. I love that cute little face

Calorie

My daughter is 12 uears old. She doesn't have many friends, and last vear she went through a really tough time with bullying. So she spends most of her time with me and our dogs. Recentlv, she started watching me work on all my orders-mainly crochet dolls and olankets. She's such a talented, special, and introverted girl. Lately, she's been spending more time in her room, quietly taking some of my fabric scraps and telling me she was working on a surprise. Yesterdav, she came into my room beaming, and showed me this gorgeous quilt she'd been piecing together. I had no idea she'd been teaching herself to quilt by watching YouTube videos and asking questions in some quilting groups. The colors she chose-those deep burgundys and soft florals-are absolutely perfect together. Then she told me her goal is to one day open her own shop, just like me. l'm so incrediblyproud of her. What do you think? I know I might be biased, but 1 also know how much skill and effort it takes to create something like this, and I truly couldn't be prouder.

Mark_Brown_man

She stood at the orphanage window. Ten months old. Her mother could only visit once a week-looking at her baby through glass. At 16, she couldn't read. Rubber bands held her shoes together. Teachers said she wasn't living up to her potential Today, we call her an icon. In 1960, they just called her a failure This childhood photo of Cher, taken in the ate 1950s, shows a girl who had no idea she would become one of the most enduring cultural forces of the 20th century Back then, she was just Cherilun Sarkisian And almost everything was working against her. The Abandonment: May 20, 1946. EI Centro, California. Cherilyn Sarkisian was born to John Sarkisian-an Armenian-American truck driver with drug and gambling problems-and Georgia Holt a model and aspiring actress of Irish English, German, and Cherokee descent John Sarkisian was rarely present, John Sarkisianwas rarely present When Cher was iust ten months old, her parents divorced Before leaving, her father did something unthinkable: he placed his baby daughter ir an orphanage for several months. Georgia Holt was allowed to visit once a week. But she couldn't hold her baby. She could only see Cher through a window Both mother ana daughter found the experience traumatic Years later, Cher would barely know her father. Their relationship was volatile. They rarely spoke The Poverty: Georaia Holt remarried in 1951-to actor John Southall, with whom she had Cher's half-sister, Georganne But Holt's marriage to Southall ended when Cher wwas nine. Cher later called him her "real father"-"a good-natured man who turned belligerent when he drank too much." Holt would marry and divorce seven times to six men, frequently moving the family acrossNew York, Texas, and California, Money was always a problem. Cher remembered the humiliation vividly: "| remember being really ashamed of my clothes. I was so hard on my shoes.

Mark_Brown_man

He disquised himself as a miarant worker to see if America would help its own people. It didn`t. So he wrote the book that made the government call him a threat The Great Depression had turned America into a gravevard of dreams. Dust storms b uried entire farms in Oklahoma, Kansas, Texas. Families packed everything they owned into broken-down trucks and headed west to California, chasing rumors of work of food. of survival They called them "Okies." Newspapers called them dirty. Politicians called them criminals. Growers called them cheap labor. Nobody called them Americans. John Steinbeck was already a successfu writer living comfortably in California when he started hearing the stories. Thousands of families livina in ditches. Children duing of malnutrition. Workers paid pennies to pick fruit until their hands bled He could havewritten about it from a distance. Interviewed a few people. Done some research. Written a nice, safe article. Instead, he did something crazy. He disguised himself as one of them. Steinbeck borrowed a battered old car, put on worn-out clothes. and drove into the San Joaquin Valley. He didn't tell people who he was. No notebooks in sight. No camera. No press credentials. Just another desperate man looking for work. For weeks, he lived in the migrant camps He slept in tents that leaked when it rained He ate whatever scraps he could find. He stood in lines with hundreds of men, all begging for iobs that paid five cents an hour -if they were lucky He watched mothers sing lullabies to hungry children beside dving campfires He saw families torn apart when only one person could get work. He witnessed men-farmers who had ownedland, who had built lives with their hands-reduced to begging for food their children were too weak to eat "You have no idea how terrifying hunger sounds when it cries." he wrote in his secret notebook. "He changes the shape of a man's face." Every night, by lantern light, Steinbeck filled pages with what he'd seen.

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