Historical Romance Author. Juliet James writes Georgian Romance and now also writes traditional Regency Romance as Audra Rose Lacey.
Very Brazen Hussy.
"Daisy came to us as a puppy in 2013. Adopted, returned. Adopted again, returned again - four times total. As she got older, gray around the muzzle and cloudy-eyed, people stopped asking about her. Our staff loved her, but she lived in kennel #7 for twelve years.
Yesterday, Helen, 74, who'd just lost her Beagle of fifteen years last winter, walked through our doors. Staff kept showing her younger, "adoptable" dogs. Helen shook her head at each one, then asked: "Who's been here the longest?" We brought out Daisy. Helen looked at her gray face and cloudy eyes and said: "Perfect. We match now." She signed the papers and took her home yesterday afternoon.
Twelve years. 4,380 days in that kennel. The wait for an American shelter dog is finally over. It's never too late.
No words are big enough right now to overcome this empty feeling in the stomach. We were close, really close to another final but it wasn’t enough. We’ve given everything over these last 7 weeks and to fall short is hard to take!
I know the expectations are high and rightly so, we’ve been knocking on the door for 8 years now but again are missing that final piece of the jigsaw! That’s where we have to go away, process it and find a way to get better. I’m so proud of the boys and what we have shown throughout this tournament - some tough games and tough environments that we have overcome.
Some memories that will stay with us players and I’m sure you fans for a long long time! Going for glory doesn’t always mean you will get it. You have to fight for it, get knocked down, pick yourself up and go again and that’s what we will do, there’s no other way but to keep believing and keeping pushing.
Thank you to every single fan that travelled and showed their support in the stadiums. Thank you to every fan back home for believing in us. Thank you to the boys and staff for everything you have given. As always Win or lose, we learn and go again! 🏴🦁
"We dropped Emma off at college Monday morning. Eight hours later I came downstairs and found this. Buddy carried every single stuffed animal from her room to the front door. Every one. Her elephant she's had since she was four. The bear from her first Christmas. Every single one. He arranged himself right in the middle of all of them and he hasn't moved. He's 10 years old. He's been her dog since she was seven. I have no words for what I am looking at. I have no words for any of today." My husband thinks Buddy was trying to bring her back. I think he was doing the only thing he knew how to do — gathering everything that smelled like her and bringing it to the place she always comes back to. He did it one by one. All evening. While we sat in a quiet house not knowing what to do with ourselves. He knew what to do. He's 10 years old. His muzzle is going gray. He carried every single one. Emma called tonight to say she's okay. I told her what Buddy did. She was quiet for a long time. Then she said — "Don't move them. Leave them right there. I'm coming home Friday." We haven't moved a single one. Buddy is still in the middle of all of them. Waiting for Friday the way he has always waited for her — completely and without any doubt that she is coming. He has always been right about that. Drop a ❤️ for Buddy. And for every dog waiting by a door tonight for someone who is coming back Friday. They know. They always know.
Something that might have slipped under your radar. Sir Gareth Southgate turned down any sort of media work and punditry during the World Cup to ensure that there were no distractions or ‘media troublemaking’ for Thomas Tuchel and the England team throughout the tournament. He put the team’s interests above his own, which is what we’ve all come to expect from this thoroughly decent human being.
However far we now go in the USA, never forget who laid the foundations - someone who even after his exit is doing all that he can to help.
"My son Ryan was 24. He came home from Afghanistan in a flag-draped coffin on a Tuesday. Max was his dog. Ryan trained him from a puppy. They were inseparable for four years. We couldn't tell Max. I don't know how you tell a dog. I don't know if you can. All I know is that Max lay against Ryan's bedroom door every single night for eleven days. Not inside the room. Against the door. Like he was keeping it for him. Like he was making sure nobody closed it all the way."
On the twelfth day I sat down on the hallway floor beside him.
I don't know why the twelfth day.
I had walked past him eleven times.
The twelfth time my legs just stopped.
I sat down on the floor and I put my hand on his back and I said Ryan's name out loud for the first time since the men in dress uniforms
came to my door.
Max lifted his head.
He looked at me.
He put his head in my lap.
We sat there on the hallway floor for a long time.
Neither of us went into the room.
Neither of us was ready.
Maybe neither of us will ever be ready.
That's okay.
The door is still not closed all the way.
Some people you just keep a place for.
Ryan.
Max is still at your door.
He's going to be at your door.
We both are.
Drop a ❤️ for Ryan.
Share this for every Gold Star family tonight.
You are not carrying this alone.
A mother dog was thrown from an old bridge inside a plastic storage bin with the lid zip-tied shut. As the container slowly sank into the icy river, a nearby kayaker noticed it bobbing strangely and rushed over.
When he cut the lid open, he found an incredible sight. The exhausted mother was standing in freezing water, using her own body to keep her four tiny puppies balanced on the only dry corner left inside the bin. Her paws were bleeding, her teeth worn from desperately trying to chew through the plastic—but she never gave up.
The kayaker rescued the entire family just minutes before the container disappeared beneath the water. Vets later said the puppies survived because their mother sacrificed everything to keep them above the rising water.
Deeply moved by her courage, the kayaker adopted them all. Today, the brave mother, now named Willow, lives safely with her puppies—a reminder that a mother's love will fight until the very last second. ❤️
The issuer of that vile statement is a man, as anyone with even 1% vision could tell you. Specifically, he’s a man who said he hoped she died handcuffed to a bed and screaming in agony.