Mia Mattsson Mercer

Children and Animal Warrior

Tag Archives: veterinarian

When you can Tell your Story

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When you can tell your story without pain, it has become a wisdom.
We have a story to tell. How pain brought us together but we healed together 💙❤️

That’s Amore

Emotions are Loud in the Silence

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🖤 Emotionally abuse is to often not taken seriously. It cannot always been seen. Or, explained in words by Children and Animals.


When an Animal or Child are sending voiceless actions, it’s speaking to you.


That’s Voiceless Amore!

To My Unborn Daughter

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I wrote this manuscript back in 2000 about child and women abuse. I was single, no children and wanted it that way.


The Editor at the Publishing Company thought it was a page turner. The Chief of the Publisher said no — 👨🏻with the words; “no normal person wants to read about this subject.”

Are we ready now! 💪🏻 I sure am…again.

(❤️ no pity pls, instead 💪🏻)

Ikväll på ClubHouse

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Bring Spring

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I left Sweden for a major reason, and I always disliked cold beds.

Even our fish wear a jacket !

Grieving Hope

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Grieving is an important way to say goodbye to a loved one. Painful as it is, it’s a way to remember that you have felt love. Grieving is an important direction towards healing. It doesn’t mean to forget, it only means when time is right, you are ready to give the love you had, to someone else.

You are not replacing. You are starting to understand the meaning of unconditionally love.

When it was time to say goodbye to Gummibear, our beloved rescue horse, was it important to have my children present. Their schools understood when I wrote and explained.

The children and I picked wild flowers while talking about life and death. Not to fear, however, dare to feel, and let go.

There is no ending. Only a new beginning, somewhere else, where the grass is greener.

That’s Amore!

The Tone Delivers the Growth

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💚 The way we talk to our children and our horses, becomes their inner voice.

Picture: my brave Max

Ett Samtal som Berör

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Vilket samtal med glada, roliga och berörande djur berättelser. Vilken kväll igen. Tack Carina Lidbom för ett fint samtal på Livestream igårkväll.

Tack alla underbara lyssnare för frågor och hjärtan. Ni berör och inspirerar mig att fortsätta skriva och föra djurens berättelser till er.

Om ni inte kunde vara med igår kväll finns där möjlighet (se bild 2) Gå in på Carinas Instagram sida och tryck på lilla Tv knappen.

Tack underbara Ni ❤️

That’s Amore!

A Negative Veterinarian was Reprimanded by Young Animal Rescuers

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Column for Swedish Magazine by Mia Mattsson

Southern Italy 2010 –Olivia is five years old and Max is three years old.

Having children can often be a great and wonderful challenge. Children dare to be more outspoken, and in every conceivable situation. Also I have noticed when I give the children what I think is ‘good’ advice it is really me who should listen extra carefully and follow it instead.

Since I am not much better at keeping my own room in order though I desperately try…or do I, honestly?

One day the children and I went to the veterinary clinic with a sick dog we had picked up from the streets. His name was Lui, the locals told us. The dog was older and had been ‘happily’ homeless for several years. However, now he had problems with his joints after so many nights out in the cold. The dog Lui had also an internal disease, which had to be kept under control with medication. The children and I could offer Lui the following: a warm dog bed, good nutritious food, and the right medicine. Not to mention all the love we would pour over him. His last year would and should be good, we promised him. The vet welcomed us without looking me in the eyes. 

Max, my son, protested loudly that one should always look into one’s the other’s eyes when greeting. Abashed, I smiled at the vet. 

While the vet examined Lui, I updated him about the dog’s background. 

“I don’t understand all these people who rescue sick dogs!” the doctor muttered.

 When I was on my way to protest, he put the stethoscope in his ears. 

I bit my tongue, smiling towards my children who looked like two small question marks. 

“In my opinion this dog would never live!” exclaimed the vet. “You collect a lot of sick animals.” he continued. 

My daughter Olivia looked at him with her wise blue eyes and replied calmly,

 “And you collect a lot of negative thoughts. My mother always says that no one should collect such thoughts!” 

That’s Amore!

Dog Attack

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I had to go in to hospital after a nasty dog bite. Some asked why I tried to separate the dogs. In moments of panic and scream you try to do quick things, solutions.

I have worked with thousands of dogs but never have I seen a situation like this one!

The 30 kg dog attacked Sammy 12 kg without any warning and it was a direct go for kill.

I first tried the water bucket assisted by horrified Max (and Sammy is his dog)

The chewing from the big jaws on Sammy’s throat.

Then I reached for a kind of vacuum machine to hit the head with— which broke No reaction from the dog!

I tried push his eyes in. Make him snap out of it!

When Sammy passed out in his jaws, yes, I tried to bend his jaw open while Olivia tried to suffocate him. That’s when he open his mouth but he was quick, like jaws! And I tried to protect the kids in case he would turn around towards them. He was hanging in my hands.

Would I do it again? Yes!

My wounds looked like nothing compared to Sammy. My first instinct was Sammy’s life. So I drove him bleeding like crazy to our veterinarian that did a good job.

Sammy was in severe shock and we needed a special ct scan to see if his throat was damaged. I drove Sammy to another veterinarian one hour away, and yes still I didn’t think of my fingers.

I even parking on handicap without thinking.

Late, I returned home, and cleaning off my wounds.

In the night that’s when it start to hurt and swollen

I fed the dogs, and then went to the ER

I didn’t try to be a hero — only to save our beloved dog, Sammy!

I stayed for a couple of days, however, now I am home if I clean my wounds and makes a new hand-wrap.

It was so sad staying in the hospital, for many reasons.

Later, I will share my thoughts and experiences.

Have a great Little Christmas 🎄