Category Archives: rescue dogs
Haunting
I read this story the other day on David Kanigan’s blog. I’ve never met DK, but because of our blogging relationship, (spanning close to a decade) I consider him one of my closest friends, strange as that may seem. I … Continue reading
Worth The Food Bill
When situations aren’t quite the way I had hoped or planned for, and I’m just glad that another day is over . . . There is one thing I can count on. The group, love attack when I walk in the door. No … Continue reading
Counting The Days
Eleven more days until her South Carolina vacation begins. So, Martha is daydreaming about listening to some vintage Hootie and hiding Big Red’s tennis balls.
The Look
The look when you realize there are still two weeks until you head East to spend three months with your cousins at “Camp Visotski Dog Spa and Recreation Center” Martha, still in Houston.
Patience
Patience: What you have when there are too many witnesses. unk. Martha…no patience when it came to scoffing down a Beignet in Baton Rouge a few months ago.
Listen
“Listen in silence because if your heart is full of other things, you cannot hear the voice of God. . . The essential thing is not what we say, but what God says to us and through us” Saint Teresa … Continue reading
Dread
“I have a new philosophy. I’m only going to dread one day at a time.” Charles Schultz interpreted here by Martha
And The Winners Are. . .
The total mileage for the 3-day journey was 2,237, but who’s counting? I’ll never do it again, but you’ve heard that before. The winners: The Most Boring Road: The stretch of road between Jacksonville, FL, and Mobile, Al is approximately 430 miles … Continue reading
Ordered
Life is again ordered, at least temporarily. Megan and Martha are back in Houston. I am back in Aiken. A few stories will follow, but this may be one of my favorite pictures of the year. Martha, below, after her … Continue reading