A while back, Andrew woke up to our little grey cat, Jessie, screaming. (This is a very normal and typical scenario.) When she wants to be fed, she cries. When she wants your attention, she cries. When she has to throw up a hairball, she really cries. And when she's having tummy troubles, oh boy, do … Continue reading Our Noisy Cat
[Don't weary of doing good] They say that cat’s don't listen, however, I know from experience that this isn't true. They're stubborn, but they do pay attention to your tone and gestures. They even learn. Infact, they're quite curious and intelligent critters. Recently we weren't able to get to the pet store before closing time, … Continue reading The Third Times The Charm (Don’t give up!)
[My sheep know my voice] A Short Story Yesterday morning was a typical morning. I woke up, grabbed my tablet, and got cracking on one of my blog pieces! I was thoroughly enjoying it too. However, my thoughts are many, so I was editing to reduce my work in length. By the time I was … Continue reading Spring Beak!
[...and the door shall be opened to you] Quite frequently our little grey cat, Jessie, makes the same mistake. As I’m getting ready to head off to sleep, she’ll run and hide under the bed. I'm not exactly sure why she does this, but she quickly realizes the error in her ways as Andrew closes … Continue reading Hide or Seek?
[You should meet together] It's that time of year again. I don't know about you, but for me, a brand new year means it’s time to look at the days ahead with some hope and motivation. Getting through the Winter months isn't always easy, especially if you struggle with S.A.D. (Seasonal Affective Disorder.) With a … Continue reading Where’s Waddles?
[Help puting on the full armor of God] We don't like the word "struggle" (at least I don't, and I’m assuming I’m far from alone in this thought), yet all of life--in a nutshell--is a struggle; we like to call it survival of the fittest. Fortunately, fitness has nothing to do with our true survival. … Continue reading Escaping the Shell
[Whoever doesn't honor the Son] I caught my reflection as I passed by the bathroom mirror, and I wasn't impressed with what I was seeing. (No, this isn’t one of those typical woman moments.) Since my diagnosis of Hashimoto's Disease, the growth of my hair has suffered some, particularly around my temples; so what … Continue reading Rockhoppin’ Penguin Parallels