Worthless people...Jeff Spangler

Today, my personal hero David Beach, let me know that our sweet furbace Zeke, passed away. Once again, my heart is broken - we lost Susie last year. David had stepped up and gave both Suzie and Zeke a loving home when my worthless husband Jeff Spangler, abandoned us for another woman - a married woman at that. All the while refusing to be intimate with me because he was too busy screwing his girlfriend while beating everyone he knew up with his Bible for not being good enough Christians. Beating me up with the Bible for wanting to be intimate with my husband telling me if I was a real Christian I wouldn't care about that kind of stuff. The same Jeff Spangler that I later learned had abandoned a sweet woman he had maried and never divorced. Told that poor woman one day that he was going to return some movies, then stole 500.00 from her, and she never saw him again. She had no idea if he was alive or dead for months since he refused to even have the guts to tell her he'd left her. The same Jeff Spangler that wrote 2 books (Tablespoons of God was one), telling others how they should live as Christians. Books that I had to edit and rewrite  because he can't write his way out of a paper bag. Books he paid to have published, then paid to have copies sent to him so he could pass them out while he was on the road as a truck driver...so he could show what a real Christian he was! Fraud. The same Jeff Spangler that drug us from church to church always finding some reason to stop going to a particular church when he couldn't get enough women interested in him. 

BUT....Payback is a real BITCH - the other woman refused to leave her husband for him...and after he'd had her name tatoo'd on his arm...dang! HAHA on him. 

I blame him for my sweet furfaces being lost to me and I blame him for Suzie's death. I hope he gets everything he deserves and I can bet this BIG Christian, this gutless liar, cheat, fraud is going to have some nasty surprises when he faces his maker.

My Darlings...

Rain and drizzle all day, long, large thundering in the overcast sky. The only bright spot is my little Jack whose sweet face and soft eyes always undo me, melt my heart and cause me to smile. My little growler whose barks rattle my nerves, but how can you resist that face I wonder as I scold him yet again. How I adore my little man - and how I spoil him! LOL

My son's dog, darling Sookie, is no less spoiled. She is getting old and arthritis has caused her to slow and hop to get her back leg moving. Her joint supplements help, but I know that she will eventually be unable to continue to get around - and I dread the day. Since loosing my Bella, she has become even more dear to me.

My gold fish, part of a group of feeder fish I rescued from being eaten by a turtle we were sitting, have grown large, but unfortunately, one seems to be ill. I am hoping to move him to a tank by himself, but catching the little bugger has been impossible. I've added medication for sick fish, but I really want him separated from Curly and Moe... Yep, Curly, Larry & Moe. LOL

My Betta is named Felix... and he's a cutie, patootie. LOL

So, another day passes...

Globug

Early Morning...

It's before 7am and as usual I've been up for about 30 minutes. Nature calls and the furfaces must answer! Sookie wants breakfast more than bathroom, also usual. She's VERY food motivated! So, while a sweet, sweet dog, she will protect the "Great Giver of Food"...me! LOL No stranger will enter the premises until she has been kenneled and she still lets her displeasure be known by her growls and long "talks" about the unfairness of the situation. She is big enough to impress even the bravest of souls and the bars of her jail look awfully flimsy to the stranger. She also doesn't mind shaking the door of her kennel for greater effect...just to let people know that should she so desire, she can escape.

 

Jackie boy on the other hand will emit deafening barks and growls - from under the bed preferably. I have little doubt that if Sookie attacks, he'd be right behind her bringing up the rear - and would gladly run for help if necessary! His bark is definitely worse than his bite. By my, doesn't he sound impressive!

Well, coffee is done and the sky is growing light...sorta. Don't I hate daylight savings! But that's a whole nother story for some other time. 

Off to meet the day!

Globug