I said, "I am glad I had to finally leave the house this weekend. It shook me out of my...not sadness...what's the word I'm looking for?"
“Will this help?”
In my often-faltering attempt to be a positive influence, I said to my team at work after a particularly sad day, “And THAT is how God answers prayer.”
I obviously don't have any advice for cats and Christmas trees for you, because if I did, this wouldn't have happened to poor Liz.
What were they doing that the parson had to ask them if they were married?
Remember the sweet Golden who didn't break our hearts at Christmas time? He came back and broke our hearts.
I dropped a cotton ball while I was cleaning a Golden Retriever's ear, and he ate it.
It's easy peasy lemon squeezy.
Joy to the World
Thank you for the gift of Joy.
May my first reaction be one of compassion, not one of judgment.
Joy…what an odd thing to name our new puppy during what was such a sad season for so many friends we loved.
A young couple found a man dressed in several layers of badly worn clothing wandering up and down the dog food aisles of Petsmart with a tiny, emaciated black puppy in his arms.
We were at a veterinary continuing education meeting, and my entire glass of ice water spilled into Dr. Backlund's lap.
I gathered all of the medicine that I had just spilled into the sink.
Dr. Krapfl spilled coffee into his eye.
Forever thankful...
"May your testicles be easy to find, may the barium pass and peace be with you."
A three year old thanked us for boarding her dog and said some other things I didn’t quite get.
Right after my daughter Amanda got her hair rainbowed, we joined the Nelson side of the family at one of our favorite restaurants, Dixie Quicks.