Random Act Of Kindness Award.

Hello to all of my faithful readers!  Well, it’s award time again and this one is definitely a bit different than others and it’s my first nomination for this award.  I was nominated for this award by MwsR over at https://mwsrwritings.com and she has a wonderful blog filled with all sorts of different articles and fun facts, just too much to mention.  If you have not visited her site before, then I would suggest you should take a look.  Thank you so very much for this nomination and sorry it has taken a while to get it done!img_8932

  • Thank the person nominating you, and tag them
  • Write a paragraph or more on the experience of an act of kindness or something you have read or seen, or done, yourself
  • Nominate three people who have to follow the rules and do the same as written above
  • Paste and copy the picture from above on your post. Let the people you nominated know they have been nominated

Well, this is kind of a tough one, I really don’t like writing about things I have done myself, that’s something better done by someone else if they want to do so.  Therefore, I will repeat something that appeared on my blog a while back, which first appeared on Ilona’s blog at https://easydiet.blog and I think it certainly should fit for this award.  It was definitely a random act of kindness.  So I will reprint it below.

Two men and a woman were standing in a small park watching something and a third man went over to see. There was a rather big guy about to rape a young girl (early teens). The two guys were not doing anything so the third man went over to try and do something. This guy was quite a bit bigger than the third man, but, still he went over and when he looked up at the third man, this third man punched him in the face. He didn’t seem to like that and the third man ended up being punched and kicked a few times. He then ran away as the girls parents came to get their daughter. The third man asked if she was okay, the mother yelled to stay away, which he did. He then went back to the where the others were standing and the woman there said to him, you’re not a real man, a real man would have won that fight, my Brad here would have beat that guy easy. Strange, her Brad didn’t do anything but watch. But that is the definition of a real man now I guess. In that case, the third man said he didn’t mind not being a real man. He lost but at least the girl wasn’t raped so she was saved from suffering something dreadful, he only had to put up with a few aches and pains for a few days. How long would she have suffered. What is your definition of a real man? As you said, this is how down we are now.

I know this had to do with a different topic, but I still think it fits for this as well.  Okay, now, my 3 nominees are;

Huguette over at https://huguetteantoun.com

Lydia at https://inhisserviceandlovingit.wordpress.com

Leola at https://leoladurant.com

Your directions are above, so I hope you will participate, but as always there is no obligation.

So everyone, I hope you have all had a wonderful day and I hope that your week will continue to be great and that you will be able to have some time to enjoy yourself. God bless!

Steve and Muffin.

© 2019 Steve McLeod.

My Morning. A Poem By Muffin.

MY MORNING

Another morning and time to run,

To make a mess and have some fun.

Eat my breakfast, look out the door,

Bite some feet that are on the floor.

Get chased by owner, real quick,

When he falls down, his face I’ll lick.

I see his cup, I look with glee,

I’ll dip my tail in his coffee!

I like to climb, best thing around,

And jump on the plants that I found.

My owner sees, he starts to hop,

I push a plant to see it drop.

He pulls his hair, like that will help,

He sees the mess and starts to yelp.

Morning is done, time for a nap,

Before my owner’s brain does snap!

By Muffin.

© 2019 Steve McLeod.