Comfort and Peace in the Storm
I’m continuing my blog series about these two furry grand-dogs that I’m keeping while my children are away. It’s Sunday morning and I get a wake-up call, rather a wake-up barking at 4:30 am from Emma, the Yorkie. I’m not a happy camper. Who wants to be awakened by a barking alarm? My sleep is…
I’m Supposed to Love My Neighbor as Myself, BUT Myself Doesn’t Have a Barking Dog!
Day 56 of Photo Inspirations: I’m Supposed to Love My Neighbor as Myself….BUT Myself Doesn’t Have a Barking Dog! I live in the most amazing community with some delightful residents in it, except for a few cranky ones. But, cranky, is just the nature of some folks. So that was my dilemma. When wonderful…