Sir Nicholas Von Holly, Nicky if you please!!

The last 24 hours have been interesting. My autistic "flappy melt down ness" has been a mess to say the lest. My girl hormones , well lets just say there is not worries....still a girl!!!! Mix that with still on emotional roller coaster from new seizure meds and excitement from Christmas and out comes an emotional Carrie Lynn!!  No small emotions either. Nice big over the top ones. Fun for me and all involved!!!

Last night I posted during one of my melt downs face book and not only got encouragement through face book friends but woke up this morning to well over 50 notifications of love and support and I'm not sure how many text. The details to the melt down may be minor, but the melt down it self was a doozy!!  To all that helped, thank you.

The helped continued today while I tried to gather my self enough to function in public and work.  To be honest I wasn't sure it would happen, but the face book messages and text continued. Not to mention the love of family and Teddy!! Oh and of course knowing that my work is a GOOD place for me to be. I love my co-workers.

God took care of the rest, like always.

I have a short story to send about God showing up in small even stealth ways to help in these situations.

Remember the scripture from Matthew :

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 "He will answer them, 'I'm telling the solemn truth: Whenever you failed to do one of these things to someone who was being overlooked or ignored, that was me—you failed to do it to me."

Today while setting up for work, two ladies came in and told a brief story (I was in the back so didn't hear it all) about getting a new puppy and it needing a bath NOW! They had a 5 hour drive to make with a puppy that was well..mmmm a little smelly. Slowly they started to tell that it was a special situation and special puppy could we please help. I still wasn't sure of the story,  from the back but every one was looking around trying to figure out how to make this happen for these ladies. (we didn't have a bather coming in for a few more hours, all the groomers were very busy,  and bathing and drying a fluffy squirmy new puppy can take a good hour or more and that was about all the time they had) Obviously every one wanted to make this happen but how?...... All of a sudden several sets of eyes were on me and I was asked to take the puppy, and if I got behind on my dog I would get help. Wasn't sure why i was picked, but hey I was going with it, I got to love on a puppy!!!


A co-worker checked in "no name" puppy and off I went to bath him.  I always have fun bathing dogs especially puppies , usually I'm alone in the bathing room or with one other person and it makes me comfortable enough to sing and talk to the doggie to my hearts delight.

While bathing and drying "no name" I started getting in my "I can't stop crying place" again. So since it was just me and "no name" I was telling him my whole story. Finally, I told him he had to have a name, this just wasn't working for me. He looked at me and as plan as day I heard in my head "Sir Nicholas Von Holly, but call my Nicky if you please". So Nicky it was. I was continued to cry out these pent up tears and he whimpered and howled a little. Not sure if in sympathy for me , or because it was his first trip from mama and pack mates. Maybe we were both crying a little for each other.

Well as every one knows, grief and pain shared is halved, so soon our tears were dried up and as I finished drying him we continued to chat about how exciting the future can be even though on known. By the end of the hour we were great friends. Even if I did have to pluck a few ear hairs, trim some "private areas" and clip those sharp puppy toenails.


I called the "pet parents" and when they showed up to pick him up I told them a very brief story of how he told me all about what his name was and when they said "Hey Nicky" his tail wagged for the first time. They said they licked the name but it wasn't their choice. I gave them his "pawgress" report, our version of a good boy report card and off they went.


My day was better for having some puppy loving but still a little off, gott bad news...had a grumpy dog etc.  But still better then the night before.

Just as I was starting to feel a little sorry for again myself , the phone rings, (its like after 7pm) and a very polite lady ask for me by name. I told her it was me and she said...well this is a little unusual but we have a special young friend that would like to talk to you, we're sorry we really can't share his name but he says he must must MUST thank you.

This little voice came on the phone and said "Hi Miss Carrie"... He proceeded to tell me how Nicky had told him too all about his name and how special it was. He thanked me for taking care of his special new friend, Nicky and was so very glad that I had made time to bathe his new friend. He said the nice ladies that bought him to the house had said we were super busy and 2 nice ladies helped out. He had also been told if the puppy wasn't clean he couldn't sleep with him, because that could make him sicker, so he was lucky there was time. I didn't have the heart to ask what was wrong with him.

He said he was excited that Nicky had a report card that proved he was a good boy, so when it was time to find some one to cut his hair he had references. (yes he really said references) He also said that he was going to save the bandana I put on him for ever and ever because it was Nicky's first gift and it was from Miss Carrie.

I did a puppy bath today thinking I would hand over a clean puppy and that would be the end of it.  I have a cool job and I know I'm lucky to have it. I knew puppy time would help calm ME, but who knew it would help any one beyond me and the people not wanting to ride with a stinky puppy.

It's amazing what happens when you go with the flow with no expectations of return....


Of course I've had another good cry...  yes this was a good one!


Who was God watching out for today? Me? Sir Nicholas? The wonderful ladies that took the puppy to a sweet little boy? The little boy with a new friend? Or some how in God's wonder, all of us at once??

Unto the lest of these....could be any one of us.!!

I'm off to sleep now with my doggie Teddy with thoughts of Sir Nicholas and his little boy having good cuddles.


Thanks be to God for simple simple things.

This is not Nicky, but this is what he looks like!!