Sometimes good things happen to good people. With all the news stories about all the bad things going on in the world, I though maybe we could share some good and positive things.

Please post a link to a story or even better, add a story of your own!

I'm going to start it off with both.

My wonderful neighbor snow blowed my driveway for us last night during the blizzard.

Good Deed of the Day

Well my story is kind of sad but it does have a happy ending.

On Saturday my neighbors bought a puppy for their daughters third birthday party. During the party one of the kids left the door open and the dog got out and was hit by a car. I was not at the party but from what I heard it was awful because some of the kids saw the aftermath and tears were flowing everywhere.

On Sunday Grandma and Grandpa were there all day and when I stopped by in the morning after I heard what happened I thought my heart was going to shatter seeing Mom and her daughter crying. The Grandparents were there because they had already planned a Super Bowl party for Dads co-workers and they were there all day preparing food for the party.

OK here is where it gets better. Sunday morning I went and purchased their puppies brother and during the game I snuck down and put the puppy inside their house. I still have not talked to them because I don't want them to know that I was involved and I think this will be a story that their daughter will tell for the rest of her life.

I had trouble even getting to sleep last night because I was so excited thinking about a little girl who now gets to have the love of a dog in her life. Nobody has any idea where the puppy came from and I am loving it.

Oh SpaceQ, you are an angel in disguise. That is simply beautiful.

How wonderful! And I'd be like you - no one knowing would be the best part! Maybe you can tell them some day. Have you heard any stories about how the little girl reacted when she saw the new puppy?

Oh Space you truly are a Angel like Ana said God Bless you
I don't have a feel good story except for my chair seat broke last night and I fell when it broke and I went splat on my bum Bella & Lucy & Bruno tried to help me up
bu their too short but they ran got my mom Lassies in the makings even my cats came to the rescue





Doc

Thanks for sharing Ana. Many years back we had a snowstorm on Thanksgiving Day and my neighbor was suppose to travel to her mother's with her husband and new born baby. It was to dangerous to drive that far so they stayed home. I called her to see if they had left and she told me they weren't going so I invited them to join our family for Thanksgiving Dinner. She was reluctant at first but I insisted. Over the years Maddy and I became the best of friends until she died of colon cancer in 2008. Every year she would remind me of how special that Thanksgiving was for her and every year I think of her and how special a friend she was. She believed in Angels and now she is one too.

Thanks All for sharing those stories.

I love that story Gerry. Isn't it funny how the little things like that can mean so much in life?

Well here is my update. Nobody has any idea where this puppy came from and I'm told that the little girl has not left his side since he showed up. I'm going to lay low for a few more days to not arouse any suspicion and hopefully by Friday I will stop by and see what they named the little fellow.

As a result of my recent divorce, most of the people I could usually call for help are no longer available.
These days I'm stuck in a wheelchair while a broken bone in my left foot heels. Except for my 4-legged pal, Huey, I live alone. When my neighbor realized what happened, he added my dog to his daily dog-walking chores. Also, I had a script waiting at Walgreens and needed a few other items. Another neighbor I met during summer, both of us walking our dogs, and she mentioned she worked at our village hall. Did some on-line investigating, found her work number and called her. She was more than happy to help out. Tho she normally walks to work, she had her daughter pick her up. They stopped to get the items I needed and brought them to my home. She had also purchased a small bouquet of flowers for me.

Friends are great

butterflybabe,

It sounds like you choose your friends well.

I hope you heal up quickly.

I love that one, butterflybabe! And sometimes friends are SO glad when you reach out to them.

Wonderful happy stories of good deeds. Life is good.

When we decided with my first husband,to leave everything(family,jobs,home)
to go and live and work to another town(bad decision),
it was a small village with tourism but with no friends and family.
The first year we stayed in a hotel room(which we work),and (first year of marriage also).
I had a break down
Then for my good luck,we rent a house.
The couple and especially the woman became a second mother for me.
She help me and take care of me for 10 years.
She became my family and help me with my divorce.
Now we chat on the phone since I left and married again and leave this place.
I never forget what she did for me.

It was during the blizzard of '75 here in Ohio. I was 6 mos. pregnant. Our power went out for most of the day. Our next door neighbor was the only one in the immediate neighborhood who had a gas stove. She invited the neighbors over to their house and kept the first floor of the house relatively warm by turning on the oven with the oven door open. (Something I've always heard was a bad idea.) We cooked up a big pot of beef stew and just as we sat down at the dinner table to say grace, the power came back on. It was truly one of those God things. Such a treasured memory.

Isn't it great what a good friend can add to your life?

Here is a puppy update. I heard from another neighbor that everyone was watching the game in the family room when the puppy just kind of sniffed his way into the room. From what I heard jaws dropped and Mom asked "Who is here?" After everyone saw that nobody new had come in they figured out what was happening and Mom broke down. They named the puppy Dusty and it is a neighborhood mystery. Where did this puppy come from?

I love the puppy sage! How wonderful to make a bad thing better. Kudos and glad the puppy has a happy home.

Thinking on My Feet.



A weekend break found us the Fen country, charming as the wetlands were we were bound for the city of Ely. The wife had suggested a visit to the cathedral and maybe a spot of shopping.
I sighed, and mentally checked our bank balance; I knew her interest in ancient piles was severely limited.
My fears were justified, after the morning spent in delighting half of the shopkeepers in the city; I rebelled and confiscated her credit cards.

We walked in stony silence to the house of God, its honey walls shimmering in the afternoon sun. Once inside I tried to lighten the atmosphere that had grown between us, but the stone effigies of long dead knights and their consorts bought little response, even the serenity of the Ladies Chapel failed to stir her interest; she bore the glint of revenge in her eyes.

A mixed group of Japanese and American tourists shuffled to a halt before a wooden model enclosed in a glass case. The young woman guide cleared her throat and pointed to the reproduction.
“In the fifteenth century the old stone Norman tower collapsed and a replica was built of wood; this is a model of the tower”
A large middle aged Texan wanted to know more, The poor girl floundered, desperately searching through the notes on her clip board
My wife moved in for the kill
“Can my husband help? He is an expert on medieval architecture” She smiled. “I am sure he will be happy to answer all your questions”
Knowing as much about the subject as I do about French embroidery; I searched my memory banks in desperation. A faintly remembered year old documentary came to the rescue.
I pointed to the model.
“You will note sir the structure of the tower”
The Texan peered through the glass case.
“Not a screw or a nail in sight is there”
“You’re right sir” he acknowledged
“Dowels and green timber; as it seasoned the tower acquired twice its strength”
Growing in confidence I rambled on. I finished to the polite applause from the Japanese and a bone crunching handshake from the Texan.

”My hero” grinned my wife as we left.
“Oh it was nothing” I replied “Shops again I think, there’s a book I want”
“Medieval Architecture?” She laughed
“No, Lucrezia Borgia’s Potions and Poisons” I smiled.
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I write a few short stories and a bit of poetry and this one is more or less true. Hope you enjoy.

Cari.

Smart wife

Oh, this just makes the puppy saga better and better!

Quick puppy update:

I had originally planned to stop by this weekend and see the puppy but earlier today I walked past their house and just thinking about seeing the puppy again made me pretty emotional so I might just wait a few more days. I will keep you informed.

Did anyone see this story earlier this week?

True Love

This is "a stranger helping a stranger" story that very much impressed me .... HERE

What awesome stories!

Loved that Mad.

It is nice to know that there are people out there who care.

A simple act of kindness makes the world a better place. Loving the stories.