Bunny Trails That Give Bunnies a Bad Name
So I’m still caring for this pint-size Yorkie who, BTW, is about to get “shipped out” because she keeps telling me what to do. “Treat? Go for a Walk? Scratch my tummy! Put me as close to you as I possibly can get!” And, I yield to her, almost every time. Those big brown eyes…
Making the Most of Our Lives
Over the 19 years since the diagnosis of osteoarthritis in my fingers, some deformity occurred. Initially, the pain was so severe that I needed help to do the simplest things like buttoning a blouse or zipping up slacks. The worst part was being unable to pick up my grand-babies. Through prayer and wise nutrition counsel,…