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[Molly Anne]

You're welcome. I could use some today too!

 

[ihatethewordsmyfriends]

Because of u amazing people uv made me think of when I was homeless and some of the people I met that showed me there are still good people in the world. It also showed me every one has problems. Id like to tell you all about it in my next post. That's if u all would like to hear it. I don't remember all of it only bits and pieces.

 

[ihatethewordsmyfriends]

You're welcome. I could use some today too!

Well im hugging u right now. Good nite Molly.

 

[Molly Anne]

Thanks!! And yes, I'd like to hear you share your story. Good night (or good morning here)! :)

 

[PTSD sufferer]

((((Darren))) (the brackets around your name are super big hugs).

Dog's are funny creatures, they know when you need them and will be by your side when you need them most - protecting you from the outside world and protecting you from the inside world.

You reminded me of the Australian legend of the 'Dog on the Tucker Box'. A tucker box is the old name for lunch box. On occassions when the dogs owner was away, the dog would sit guarding his masters most prized possession. The possession was usually the master's tucker box because they did not own much else.

The story is based on a poem written by a Bowyang Yorke, but the poem has been amended by Jack Moses. The poem is called 'Nine Miles from Gundagai'.

I'll explain the poem a little and then post the poem for you.

The poem talks about driving bullocks (cattle) across the land, and when these bullocks get stuck in a swampy river, they get stressed and strained, and this causes the driver (or master) to become stressed and strained, and tearful. These bullocks are a metaphor for the stresses of life.

The driver (or master) is in such a bad way, because of all the trouble, that he says he would laugh if a mountain fell on him. But all the time the driver is feeling down, his dog sits on his masters 'tucker box', guarding his most prized possession, which he appreciated.

The driver sold everything, all he had, in order to survive - all his bullocks (cattle) that is. But his dog sat by his side and kept on guarding his tucker box. No matter what the trouble they had to endure, his dog was there guarding away his masters most prized possession.

The driver loved his dog dearly and I believe he was saying, through this poem, that his dog was a source of strength and hope for him, regardless of the difficult and troubled time he was having. His dog was a rock in his life.

The driver saw his dog as his most important possession as his dog was there through thick and thin by his side, guarding him and bringing him comfort against the troubles life threw at him.

So when his dog got old, the driver buried him in his 'tucker box'. The dog who was there by his side, through thick and thin, was his source of strength, hope and comfort, and therefore, was the drivers most prized possession. His rock in troubled times.

Here is the poem.

'Nine Miles from Gundagai' by Jack Moses.

I've done my share of shearing sheep,
Of droving and all that;
And bogged a bullock team as well,
On a Murrumbidgee flat.
I've seen the bullock stretch and strain
And blink his bleary eye,
And the dog sit on the tuckerbox
Nine miles from Gundagai.


I've been jilted, jarred and crossed in love,
And sand-bagged in the dark,
Till if a mountain fell on me,
I'd treat it as a lark.
It's when you've got your bullocks bogged,
That's the time you flog and cry,
And the dog sits on the tuckerbox
Nine miles from Gundagai.

We've all got our little troubles,
In life's hard, thorny way.
Some strike them in a motor car
And others in a dray.
But when your dog and bullocks strike,
It ain't no apple pie,
And the dog sat on the tuckerbox
Nine miles from Gundagai.

But that's all past and dead and gone,
And I've sold the team for meat,
And perhaps, some day where I was bogged,
There'll be an asphalt street,
The dog, ah! well he got a bait,
And thought he'd like to die,
So I buried him in the tuckerbox,
Nine miles from Gundagai.

I think your dog, is guarding your most prized possession - his master (you) - from the troubles that life is throwing at you. Living and being well is the most prized possession - your dog knows this and is guarding you, the most prized possession.

When you are ready, we will be here to listen to your story.

 

[ihatethewordsmyfriends]

Thank you so very much. U people keep surprising me. Love u all. I have been and seen the dog on tucker box monument. But I've never herd the poem. It was very nice thank you. I grew up out west and I've done droving. I was sleeper cutting at the age of 13. I've lived the life. Iam a bushy. So I can relate to the story.
That was great. Thanks.

 

[ihatethewordsmyfriends]

Started weight training again this morning. I need to try and get some size back about me. I eat like a pig but get no we're.
I think I told u,s I was 85kg before all this but I didn't say how tall Iam.
I'm only about 157-160cm tall. I got up 95kg before. i was to heavy I'm to short.
Not to heavy now though. There's nothin to me.

 

[Nicolette]

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[Nicolette]

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[ihatethewordsmyfriends]

For people like me that find it very hard. That makes me just won't to leave.
Only id miss u beautiful people. Don't what I'm going to do.

 

[amethist]

Just write your posts as you know you should and can. Your first sentence in this post is as it should be, but then you shorten words in the next, Why ???

The forum rules are easy to follow, so why your making it harder is a bit of a mystery.

 

[Nicolette]

It's actually really quite easy to remain a member of the forum.

Here are some examples....... write in full lines until commencing a new paragraph (different topic) and inserting a full line break - not fragmented sentences like you have above. The forum wraps lines when you type so no need to start the sentence "Only I'd miss..." on a new line.

The word 'I" is a capital letter. This is not a text language forum so 'u' is spelled 'you'. There is no need to be so lazy. And so the list goes on.

A suggestion on how to re-write this post would be:

Thank you so very much. U people keep surprising me. Love u all. I have been and seen the dog on tucker box monument. But I've never herd the poem. It was very nice thank you. I grew up out west and I've done droving. I was sleeper cutting at the age of 13. I've lived the life. Iam a bushy. So I can relate to the story.
That was great. Thanks.

Thank you so very much. You people keep surprising me. I love you all.

I have been and seen the dog on the tucker box monument but I've never heard the poem. It was very nice to read it thank you PTSD Sufferer.

I grew up out West and I've done droving. I was a sleeper cutting at the age of 13. I have lived the life and am a bushy so I can relate to the story. That was great. Thanks.