Weekly Funnies- Boxer Dog Logic

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 You just can’t trust those damn squirrels! They’re sneaky!

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On rare occasions they call me Gogetit!

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What? You told me not to rest my head on yours! I had to improvise…

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*Note- If one has a snaggle tooth, then it means that someone is up to no good.

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Is there something on my face?

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Please have mercy on my dear soul!!!!

I hope you enjoyed the funnies! Have a great day friends.

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Sculptures not very famous #13 (Share)

ART AND BEAUTY IMAGES FOR YOU Sculptures not very famous (13) I HAVE SOUGHT, IN SEVERAL COUNTRIES, ARTISTIC BEAUTIES, NOT VERY CELEBRATED; THIS IS WHAT I FOUND FOR YOU: Very old sculptures Bas-relief on a stele representing the sun god Shamash, in the form of a divine statue, enthroned in majesty before King Nabu-apla-iddina (King of […]

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Weekly Funnies- More Boxer Funnies

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It’s that time of week again ladies and gentlemen… It’s time to —>>>> Bring on the funnies… bring it, bring it, BRING IT!!!!

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 “Mom, are we there yet?????”

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This is the perfect hide and seek spot! No one will ever find me here!

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Objective: obtain ball. Obstacle: massive pool of death. Tools: Oversized swimming goggles. “Let’s do this!!!”

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“Dad! I can’t see through the window, your head is in the way!”

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“Ooooo!!! What is that? What is THAT! What what what is… THAT!?”


I hope you enjoyed these weekly funnies with love, light, and wiggly tails.

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Weekly Funnies- Boxer Madness Poetry

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Bodacious and beautiful

Obnoxious but not oblivious

EXtremely energetic and enthusiastic

Everybody loves her precious little face

Ready for adventure, taking life by the hand.

Social butterfly at heart; loves all people.

That is what the meaning of BOXERS really is. I love you with all of my heart Zuzu. You are my life, my world, my everything. ❤ 

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Dream Journal: Bridge Crossing Companion

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If I have a dream of someone who I feel close to giving me a helping hand, then what does it mean? Does it mean that we’re meant to be, that our paths have intertwined for a reason? Does it mean that maybe we serve a purpose in each other’s lives? Most importantly, what if we already know this person in real life?

In this dream, I was faced with the same obstacle over and over again. I felt fearful every single time I had to cross a bridge. It didn’t matter what the bridge was made of, where I was going, or what was waiting for me on the other side, I just knew I was afraid to cross every single one of them. Every bridge was made of wooden planks, twine, and rope. Some of the bridges were short while others spanned for a long distance. The bridges lead from different places such as a county flea market which featured tents and small buildings, a dojo on top of a hill which had a moat surrounding it, a simple gas station and automotive store nearby work, and places that had such weird odds and ends. A heavy fog would sit underneath every single bridge I had to cross. I had no idea how far down the fog went, I just knew that I needed to stay away. The thing that stood out to me the most was that there were voices that either encouraged me, discouraged me, or put me down while I was going from one side of the bridge(s) to the other. Sometimes I could see the individuals clearly while with others I could barely see them at all. I remember as I crossed these bridges, planks, people, and even random objects would fall off the bridge(s) I crossed.

One of the last few bridges I crossed led to an area that had the gas station, the automotive store, and a few small concrete buildings around it. One of my coworkers, we’ll call him Marco, who I’ve felt deep feelings for, saw how frightened I was. I cried softly and cowered in fear, explaining to Marco about being afraid to go alone on these bridges. Every bridge I went on felt like an eternity…. now that eternity turned into something else, something better. Marco was very kind to me. He put his arms around me, and came with me as I crossed the bridge. I felt bad at first because he had to drop some of his friends behind just to help me. But, in the end he felt content to do so for he managed to find some things along the way. It was a journey for both of us, a magical journey filled with bright colorful energy and life. Soon I was able to feel more comfortable on these bridges; it took forever for me to get over the fear I was feeling, but I got through it.

I tried to insist on taking on these bridges on my own, but Marco discouraged me from doing it. I thought maybe I was having a vision within a dream or maybe this was already happening, but the dream started to feel kind of distorted. I got onto a bridge and Marco was trying to tell me to get off of it. I started to hear all kinds of voices and saw people run back and forth around the different edges of the bridge. I was starting to feel unsteady when Marco said he would come back for help. I started to fall, but then a light force pulled me back up. It felt like Marco’s energy, but it also felt very benevolent. Maybe it was Marco with a helping hand, or something else. I’m not sure. What I am sure of is that I woke up feeling bewildered… perhaps there is a much deeper meaning to this dream that I thought.

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Maybe…

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“Maybe it’s not bad.”

Darkness is not a bad thing.

To me, it’s soothing.

“Maybe it’s something we need.”

Can you see the stars?

The darkness ignites the stars.

They outshine the sun.

“Maybe we should embrace it.”

Not maybe, we do.

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The Spirit in Blue- Transition and Transformation

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A colossal wave of cosmic light engulfed my whole being. The world that I barely even knew transformed into something that not even my wildest of dreams could manifest.

I don’t know begin to describe how I felt as the light swallowed me whole… thousands of words kept popping up in my mind, and neither one remotely matched this sensation.

Where in the world was this fiery ball of blue taking me? The wave of light dissolved the ground, trees, and sky into dust. The dust swirled around me and within an instant, a new plane of existence was formed. Everything shined of white, silver, and indigo. Chunks of levitating, moons, and smaller planets rotated around one another.

“Hey, spirit orb thingy! Where are we goi-” I pause for a moment as something small caught my eye. “Spirit in blue, where are you taking me?” The small object that appeared in front of me grew in size as we got closer. It was a… tree! A very large one at that. 

The gentle whisper that I heard earlier spoke softly into my ear once again. “The Tree of Transition and Transformation.” 

“The Tree of Transition and Transformation?” I asked intently, but got no answer in return. “Hello?” Still no response.

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The spirit in blue plopped me right between the sporadic roots of this colossal tree. I was in absolute awe when I gazed upon its beauty. It stood several stories high and was bigger than any structure known to man. It’s indigo colored bark fascinated me, I had to get closer up just to see if it was even remotely real. Indeed it was. It felt like the softest fabric I have ever put my hands on. Suddenly, several white and gold colored orbs appeared around me from nowhere. I looked towards the inside of the branches and dozens of multi colored orbs danced around the leaves and twisted vines. I never thought that anything like this could ever exist! Nothing short of a dream or a fairytale; except this isn’t a dream nor a fairytale.

I took a few steps back and sat upon one of the massive roots that were imbedded in the violet colored grass. The spirit in blue swirled around me and hovered a few inches from my right shoulder. I sighed deeply and looked at the spirit in blue who hovered by my side. 

“Is this the answer to my prayers spirit in blue? I feel like the whole world is against me, and I don’t know what to do.” I looked down for a moment, feeling a knot form in my stomach. “Can you understand me.” 

“Yes” said the gentle whisper. I felt a warm presence surround me; it felt like a person who had their arm around my shoulder… but it didn’t entirely feel human. Was it a ghost? An Angel? God? What was it? Nothing? What I DID know was that I could trust this being who was with me.

“I feel so lost man. I don’t know what to do anymore…” The knot in my stomach clenched and my whole body started to shake. I felt a hot coal form in my throat, it burned so much. Warm tears began to ran down my cheeks and I felt myself losing all control. 

The warm presence hugged my shoulders tighter as my emotions broke through the barriers I had held up for so long. In a way, I felt a sense of relief come upon me as I released these emotions. I knew that I was here for a reason, I knew I have purpose in this world. But, what in the world does all of this mean? What is the spirit in blue trying to tell me? Does this blue orb have all the answers to my prayers, better yet my problems?


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Who Decided That This was a Good Idea: Stay in the Car and Wait for Authorities Pt 2

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A fuzzy vision of me sitting in the passenger seat of the car heading into a tree briefly flashed within my sight and smacked me right back into reality. My whole body sprung upwards like a heavily wound up Jack-In-The-Box. I shot up from the bed I found myself in, drenched in sweat with my heart was pounding outside of my chest. I was greeted by the officers as well as a nurse and a doctor in royal blue scrubs. “Joey! Jen! Nick! Guys! Where am I? GOD!!-” I screamed out at the top of my lungs. Both officers gently shushed me and gestured me to lay back. They caressed me and rubbed my back and shoulders until I calmed down.

“Shhhhh… Michael it’s okay. It’s okay. It’s over now. I need you to lay back and relax.” The nurse gently pushed against my chest and gestured me to lay back. Both the young officer and sheriff slowly backed away from me and moved to the front of the bed where I could both see them. 

“Why am I in the hospital? What happened? Where are my friends? Were you able to find them?” I couldn’t control myself. Part of my mind told me to stay calm while the other told me that I needed answers. “What happened to me? Where are my friends? Are they alive? Are they…” the solemn looks from everyone described it all.

“Only one of your friends survived the crash, Joseph I bel-” 

“Joey?? Where is he? Can I see him now??? What happened to the rest of my friends? Where are they??” The impact from my injuries forced me to lay back down. Any movement I made the excruciating pain that much worse.

“They died on impact son. Two of your friends were launched quite a distance away from the car due to the mere force of the accident. Th-” 

“Please… I don’t want to hear any more about it. I…” I completely lost myself within my own tears and cried harder than I have ever cried in my entire life. All I could remember was sitting up in the hospital bed, head between knees. The officers stayed by my side the whole entire time, and I am so grateful that they did. 

A few hours later, my mom and dad came. They burst through the doorway of my room. “Michael! Thank god you’re alright… oh my baby!” I could remember my mom crying out as she held me close to her chest. My Dad held me and my mom close together in a massive bear hug. We held each other for what felt like an eternity. The officers stayed sitting in the chairs right in front of the windows. 

“Mom, Dad I’m sorry I-“

“Shhhhhhh it’s alright. It’s alright. There is nothing for you to be sorry for.” My mom interrupted me as she gently stroked my hair. “We’re all just glad that you’re okay.”

“If there anything we can get for you son?” My Dad said as he gently leaned closer to me. My Dad looked solemn, tired. I’ve never seen my Dad like this before, not even when Grandpa died. His hair was disheveled, his gray eyes were bloodshot, and his skin almost colorless.

“No, I’m okay Dad, thanks though.” I nodded, assuring him I was okay. He walked out the door and joined the officers who were sitting in the cafe, which was thankfully down a couple doors from where I was. 

I was in the hospital for a few weeks before I was allowed to go home. Joey was in critical condition for a few days, then slowly started to decline. He died not too long after. His back was broken in four different places, had a punctured lung, eternal bleeding, and had severe brain injury from the impact of his head ramming into the steering wheel. 

I attended all of my friend’s funerals. Each one was back to back to back. It rained for what seemed to be like an eternity. A small monument in the shape of a heart was engraved into a sheet of bedrock that was put on a hill in the cemetery. Like the rain, our tears dropped endlessly. I dropped out of school and moved back home. I just needed time to recover before I could face reality again. What is reality now? I’m starting to question myself. In fact, I’m starting to question if I ever truly made it out of that accident, or if I’m still alive, stuck in some sort of flux in time or space. 

I think I’m still stuck in this nightmare. I really don’t think this is over. I see my dead friends everywhere I go. They stand around and they just stare at me with empty eyes. Out of the corner of my eye, I always see this black thing. It’s kind of like a dog or a rat… Another thing is… I haven’t been able to sleep since the accident. The accident was over four months ago, and I still haven’t slept. That’s not humanly possible. I also can’t feel my toes and feet as I walk, and when I do walk I feel like I’m not entirely touching the ground… what’s going on?

Bad Ending… ?

Start at the very beginning

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The Spirit in Blue

192684a88cea21951add7c6aa8745e0fI have lost track of all the days I have wandered aimlessly, eyes drained of tears and body depleted of energy.

My heart tells me to keep going, but my mind tells me to back down, give up.

The dreams of the fallen have shattered in front of my eyes.

Like their dreams, my heart broke along with themI lost myself.

I lost myself only to be found again. I found myself in the spirit in blue.

I stumbled upon a blue orb in the grass today.

Infinite beauty is she. Balanced power adds he.

It was as though the orb was there, waiting for me the whole entire time.

Am I really worthy of the orb’s eternal power?

As I stood in the early evening dusk on my skin I felt something, perhaps a gentle breeze whirr past my ear… “Take the orb my dear, it is yours”. 

A great jolt of energy shot up from my feet through my head. With every fiber of my being ignited, I knew exactly what needed to be done.

I swiftly grabbed the orb from the grass and ran off with it into the twilight.


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Sculptures not very famous (14):.. Southeast Baltic countries — paintdigi (share)

ART AND BEAUTY IMAGES FOR YOU Sculptures not very famous (14) I HAVE SOUGHT, IN SEVERAL COUNTRIES, ARTISTIC BEAUTIES, NOT VERY CELEBRATED; THIS IS WHAT I FOUND FOR YOU: Southeast Baltic countries a) ESTONIA : KISSING STUDENTS SCULPTURE IN TARTU Source: dreamstime.com A memorial to the imaginary conversation between Oscar Wilde and Estonian writer Eduard Vilde which might […]

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