June 21, 2010 · 7:34 am
Loki realizes that golf balls don't taste as good as they look.
I woke up on Sunday with a bed full of golf balls. How did this happen? A pile of rawhide chews I can understand, because Loki the dog hides them everywhere, but how did Loki get these golf balls? Then I saw Bones the cat slink by. Aha!
Bones was briefly top pet -- until Loki joined the household. Bones is plotting ways to return to the top by taking advantage of Loki's love of chewing.
The golf balls are strays from the nearby golf course (some of the balls got pretty darned close to the house!) and sit in a corner on the counter, awaiting use as practice balls. Bones sits on the counter, pushing the balls over the edge, one by one. Bones thinks he has finally found a way to get rid of this usurper animal, who is staying with us for a while. Bones knows we may forgive Loki for chewing up toothbrushes, wood trim and even priceless family photographs, but golf balls? Never! (Sorry, Bones! Loki is forgiven again…But, Bones, I promise you extra head rubs. )
Filed under Animals, Cats, Dogs, Family, Humor, Life, Personal, Pets
Tagged as Canine, Cat, Cat Behavior, Catherine Sherman, Cats, Cute, Dog, Dog Behavior, Dogs, Feline, Funny, Golf, Humor, Life, Personal, Pets
May 8, 2008 · 2:04 pm
“A Latter-Day Gehrig Survives, and He Demands to Be Heard,” link to a story about ALS from the New York Times
A few people you meet will have a huge impact on your life, even when you don’t realize it at the time. Keith Worthington was such a person. I met Worthington in 1982. His courage and dedication greatly affected me, but I had no idea then how his mission would later be so important to my family.
I was assigned to write a news release about a new center for a disease I knew little about: ALS. Frankly, at the time I was glad that meeting him was just part of my job. I was grateful not to have any personal acquaintance with the disease he was fighting. I’d heard the story about Lou Gehrig retiring from baseball years ago because of a paralyzing disease that was later named after him, but when I met Worthington I saw the full expression of that disease. Worthington was totally paralyzed and on a ventilator. ALS is a terrible, progressive neurodegenerative disease, and there isn’t a cure. Yet, he radiated cheerfulness.
Worthington was at the University of Kansas Medical Center, where I worked, to help open a new ALS Research Center. When he was diagnosed, he found little help or information anywhere, and he created, with his wife Sue’s help, an organization to help people with ALS and to raise money for research. That organization, which later joined the national ALS Association, is 30 years old this year and is named the Keith Worthington chapter. It’s one of more than 40 ALS Association chapters nationwide.
Worthington died two years after I met him, but I didn’t forget him or his courage to help people even when he knew he would never benefit himself. When my father was diagnosed with ALS in 1995, I felt punched in the gut, shocked, in denial. I immediately thought of Worthington and knew the fate that awaited my father. But I also knew that because of Worthington, there were care, support and equipment resources available to my father.
The Keith Worthington chapter has many devoted supporters, including baseball legend George Brett, who was Worthington’s friend, and golf legend Tom Watson, whose long-time friend and caddie Bruce Edwards died from ALS.
Filed under ALS, Golf, Health, Life, Sports
Tagged as ALS, ALS Association, courage, George Brett, Golf, Health, Keith Worthington, Life, Lou Gehrig's Disease, Sports, Tom Watson