Sunday, 27 March 2011

Sticking my neck out...

I know I am probably going to crucified for this blog, so promise me, before you read the next paragraph, you will continue to read the rest of my explanation as well. Maybe then you will not be so angry with me. Never the less, here I go, sticking my neck out...

I will not describe myself as an animal lover. Now calm down; I LIKE animals, but honestly, I don't love them enough to own one or work with them. I think puppies are cute, kittens are adorable and bunnies are soft and cuddly, but I am not one of those people who long for a dog or any kind of pet for that matter. Some people. like friends of ours, confessed to us that they are not children lovers. They prefer their pets. They still however, like our kids and bring them the nice presents when they visit. They just don't want their own and I can totally respect their view. I, likewise, just don't want a dog, or a cat, or a hamster or anything also requires me to look after it. I have my hands full with my two girls; BUT I do still like stroking my friends dog and cried my eyes out when our family pup died.  I will also make a massive scene if I see someone abusing an animal and completely feel sick when I see what some people do to dolphins etc. BUT, if I have to choose between saving a dog or a child, the child will always win. To me this is a logical decision, but as I have harshly come to grips with this last month, it is not the same for everyone.

The first incident was one that happened in my neighbourhood. My daughter was run off her scooter by a dog. It all happened so quickly and Mia got the fright of her life and so did I. The little dog shot from out of nowhere and ran straight into her. She, of course, screamed like there was no tomorrow and it took me a while to calm her down. The lady who's dog it was came marching across the street and as I started apologising for Mia's reaction, she let loose. She told me that my child was, and I quote: "Demented" and that if she screams like that any dog will bite her. I must admit, I was gobsmacked. Her dog ran into my daughter. Her dog was NOT on a lead and according to me it was a normal reaction for a little girl to get the fright of her life. Well, according to her, I was wrong. A friend was with us, gave the lady a dirty stare, but said nothing. I was so shocked, I did not know what to say. She thought her dog was more important than the my daughter. To me, this is absolutely shocking.

The next incident was a little more shocking than this one. My brother, is currently in Korea. He was rather shocked, just as we all were, by the recent events in Japan. On his Facebook update, he said : "Praying for Japan...." That was all. Well, the amount of abuse this led to, left me absolutely gobsmacked. Some woman, basically said that the Japanese deserved what happened to them and that Louis should rather pray for the dolphins and turtles and whales they have killed. Ok, fair enough, like I said, we all know that us Westerners get rather irate about the Easts way of dealing with animals, but what I do NOT condone, is the amount of abuse that this woman through at my brother. I could not believe what I was reading. She attacked every morsel of his character and even my family. It was such an outrage that I had to report her to Facebook for abuse. If anyone of you would like to join me in doing so, please "Facebook" me and ask for her details. My poor brother, he IS actually an animal lover. His little dog Rufus was his shadow and he loved his goldfish so much when he was a boy that we had to stop him from taking it out of its bowl to play with it. I find an any attacks on a any beings, be they human or other wise, cruel and hateful. But I bet you she would not speak to her dog like that. What a very disturbed young woman.

Anyway, what I guess I am trying to say, is that we have to keep in perspective. My husband's aunt once said to me that nobody should feel too "Te" about anything. Translated it means that no one should be "Too" much into anything. This causes you to loose perspective. In both cases the women above felt they had the right to abuse other beings, this time human. We do not deserve abuse either. I do not think that either of them have lost any sleep about any of this and I know, almost for a fact, that none of them would speak to any animal like this. How shocking and very, very disturbing.

Well, enough about this abuse. It was not a pleasant experience, so of course, in my life, I have to fix unpleasant experiences with pleasant tasting treats. I must confess, I have been very good with the Weight Watchers thing, but every now and then a girl has to let her hair down (or in my case, put away her iPhone with the Weight Watchers App)!

I've always wanted to try home made pizza. Now again, I know many of you have probably done this millions of times before, but I have never made it from scratch. I always buy the bases and then end up with something that is ok tasting, but still leaves me longing to lift up the phone and dial Pizza Hut. Not this time. This was FAR better than any pizza that I have ever tasted. Making the dough yourself is a hassle, but worth every calorie. Give it a try, it is the one from the trusted old Jamie website again: Pizza Dough, you will never look back. Ours did not look very good, but I can assure you, they tasted like little misshaped pieces of heaven. I did go overboard though, trying to fit every topping I could think of one one base.





Not the prettiest, but definitely the yummiest!


The next day I did manage to sneak a peak at the Weight Watchers points value and thought it best not to comment on that. Lets just say, the calories were enough to keep a small African village alive for a week! So new rule: Never, ever, ever, ever count Fat Saturday on Weight Watchers! Remember Mondays are for dieting.

Until next month...

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