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She Came to Lift Me Up

She Came to Lift Me Up

She came to us in the night, unannounced, unexpected. He came to us in the night, unannounced, unexpected. She stood at my bedside like a flame, setting my heart alight with love. He stood like a flame, setting hearts alight with Love. She came because she knew I was...
Good Grief Good Grace

Good Grief Good Grace

I turned the handle, icy cold water poured out and then I noticed the ladybug. Within seconds, it was pummeled, wings spread wide as it tried to fly. Imagine that tiny bug staying afloat. It circled in a fury, one way then the other, almost losing the battle. I was...
Lunch “Hour” with the Pets

Lunch “Hour” with the Pets

I really thought I was getting this down to a science… Walk in back door. Feed Fannie, carry Sam outside. Let him sniff. Move fast to add second load of wash. Leash Fannie. Grab baggies and treats as Fannie flings jubilantly around ankles and prances out the...
The Pumpkins Are Going to Make It

The Pumpkins Are Going to Make It

I think the pumpkins are going to make it this year. There must be enough in the neighborhood to keep the squirrels eating courses, traveling from house to house like we’ve always wanted to do ourselves: first course at Winnie’s, second at Connelly’s , third at...
Old Dog, Big Puppy and Sassy Cat

Old Dog, Big Puppy and Sassy Cat

I left my computer at work tonight because I thought Todd would be home. You know, just anticipating a little quality time. When the garage door was closed as I pulled up the driveway, I checked my text, Event Thursday night, GreenBay tonight. Rats. I could have fit...
Tappy the Mouse

Tappy the Mouse

This story was originally posted in Fall, 2013 on my former blog called, Sundays with Dad. It had nothing to do with my dad. I was beginning to branch out a little. Here’s to you, Amy who gave Tappy her name… “We have a problem,” I hear Todd...
Still Bearing Fruit

Still Bearing Fruit

Little tree, I do meet perchance, strolling on a summer day. Your fruit so plentiful, branches loaded, you are a picture of abundance. But what of these limbs when winter bare? Stark and colorless, no billowing form to shade this ground. Harvest complete, or so it...
A Word About Puppy Training

A Word About Puppy Training

I don’t have a whole lot of experience training puppies. Our dog Sam was the first time I’d ever experienced obedience school. He needed it. He did receive his diploma, but that was only because the trainer didn’t want us bringing him back. I’m...
There Really is a Popeye!

There Really is a Popeye!

The story below was originally posted on my blog called Sundays with Dad in October 2013. I found out today that Popeye passed away yesterday, so I dug it up and am reposting it here in his honor. Here’s to you Popeye. Love you always and God bless you… It...
Sketching Boundaries

Sketching Boundaries

What is the shadow neath a wing? No fence to keep you in. Beyond this place, though clouded Boundary lines are clear. And safe are you within His watch. What is the apple of an eye? Surrounding colors set with stars, Circles orbiting to eternity We travel, a...

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