Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life? Matthew 6:26, 27 Hear the birds chirping? See them… Continue reading A Little Birdie Told Me . . .
I love my dogs. I really do. But . . . They dig holes in the yard, chew my pillows, pencils and pens and everything in between. They pee and poop on the floor. Run around the house like a couple of chimpanzees, and now this! A whole loaf of bread gone! Just like that!… Continue reading My Four-legged Migraines
When Rascal, our handsome, Australian Shepard mix of eight years died, he took part of us with him. The grief was so unbearable that I never wanted another dog to wrap my heart around only to have it ripped apart. But hubby couldn’t stop grieving and I couldn’t stand seeing him suffer. So, for his… Continue reading A House Without a Dog is Not a Home
Meet Pepper, our dachshund lab mix. She’s cute and lovable and charming. When people come to the house they want to take her home with them. And some days I’m tempted to let them. She’s a jumper; a straight-up, five-foot jumper! I’m not kidding, she can jump as high as my head and I’m 5’3”.… Continue reading Our Fur Babies
So it’s been a week since Pepper’s surgery, a week of keeping her calm and away from Bella. And it’s been a happy week for me and the dogs; a week of learning, a week of getting to better know my four-legged creatures and them learning that I am the one and only queen of… Continue reading One Week Down
It’s 2:10 pm and hubby and both dogs are still sound asleep. I thought of waking them, but it’s so peaceful and quiet that I changed my mind. Bella and Pepper have been driving me nuts! For three years, Bella was the only child; potty trained, and over her chewing the furniture and pillows… Continue reading My Four-Legged Babies
We rescued Bella from the Animal Shelter over a year ago. One dog has always been enough for us to handle at a time. But, this summer, when we rescued hubby’s sister after being abandoned for three days without food or water or electricity, we couldn’t resist rescuing the puppy as well. She was light as… Continue reading Our Fur Babies
I didn’t want another pet Not that I don’t love animals I do As a tender-hearted kid I rescued a skunk once And wanted to keep it Till it sprayed me Then there were the two baby squirrels That in spite of all my efforts to save them They died And I will never forget… Continue reading Till Death do us Part