Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Strong Person
A strong person knows how to keep their life in order throughout life's testings.
Even with tears in their eyes,
they still manage to say "I'm ok" with a ragged, stoic smile.
Change is coming. Change is always coming!!!!!!!!!
Thank you for making me smile. Thank you for your loyalty and caring. It really does make a difference.
Live, Laugh, Love. Tomorrow is not promised.
INSCRUTABLE ALMIGHTY, I ASK YOU TO BLESS ALL WHO ARE READING THIS POST FROM ME.
I HUMBLY THANK YOU. ~ AMEN ~
I HUMBLY THANK YOU. ~ AMEN ~
RubyNorma and Her Precious Meows *O*
Anonymous said...
In every way, you show us that you are a strong, sensitive person. My family and I so enjoy your blog. Thank you Dr. Yanez. Leonardo in Italy
1:46 PM
Monday, December 27, 2010
HAPPY 2011
From Me To All of You......
The best and most happy year and times for us all. Smiles and Miracles and OUR Sweetest Dreams Come True. amen ;-)
Dr. RubyNorma Yanez and Her Precious Meows *o*
Saturday, December 25, 2010
On The Morning of Christmas
My wonderful friend Sharon wrote this splendid poem.
The red you see in our beloved Cinderella Snow's eyes is the real thing.
This is normal for the white Bengals.
All material on this blog is copyrighted.
Please enjoy! ~ Blessings from RubyNorma *o*
Comments = Dear Doc Ruby and SKB (1999), a truly adorable poem. Thanks for sending it to me via your enjoyable blog. I love Norma's Ark because you aren't afraid to tackle most any topic with intelligence and humor. A Reader in Alaska
On the morning of Christmas, all through the house
The cat toys were scattered--even a fur mouse.
There were balls to be stepped on, stuffed toys to be squished,
That we'd never found that kitty stocking was something we wished!
They had opened the gift bags, pretty wrappings they'd torn,
They'd even hidden some presents, our patience was worn!
Then they jumped on the counter, nibbled the ham,
Helped themselves to the eggnog and ran through the yams.
Then they climbed up the tree and unstrung the lights,
Destroyed the Christmas angel, you never saw such a sight!
But still I exclaimed, picking up this and that,
It wouldn't be Christmas if we weren't owned by cats!!
SKB (1999)
The red you see in our beloved Cinderella Snow's eyes is the real thing. This is normal for the white Bengals.
All material on this blog is copyrighted.
Please enjoy! ~ Blessings from RubyNorma *o*
Comments = Dear Doc Ruby and SKB (1999), a truly adorable poem. Thanks for sending it to me via your enjoyable blog. I love Norma's Ark because you aren't afraid to tackle most any topic with intelligence and humor. A Reader in Alaska
On the morning of Christmas, all through the house
The cat toys were scattered--even a fur mouse.
There were balls to be stepped on, stuffed toys to be squished,
That we'd never found that kitty stocking was something we wished!
They had opened the gift bags, pretty wrappings they'd torn,
They'd even hidden some presents, our patience was worn!
Then they jumped on the counter, nibbled the ham,
Helped themselves to the eggnog and ran through the yams.
Then they climbed up the tree and unstrung the lights,
Destroyed the Christmas angel, you never saw such a sight!
But still I exclaimed, picking up this and that,
It wouldn't be Christmas if we weren't owned by cats!!
SKB (1999)
Monday, December 20, 2010
Noah The Dove and His Rescued Bunnies
Always leave room under your wings :) There is always someone that needs warmth and love. … How we treat the weakest among us, is how we will be judged ~ Mehmet Oz, M.D.
Noah the Dove
These little bunnies, about 6 days old, were attacked by a dog and orphaned. Two out of the litter of five did not survive, and these three were not doing very well.
Noah is a non-releasable, one-legged homing pigeon/rock dove that is in the rehab centre. Noah kept going over to the bunny cage and looking in -- even sleeping in front of the door to the cage. Then, suddenly, there were only two bunnies in the cage. But when Noah moved a bit from the front of the cage to everyone's surprise...there was the tiny bunny....under Noah's wing...sound asleep! That little bunny rabbit had crawled through the cage, preferring a feather bed, no doubt to snuggling up with its litter-mates!
Now, they are all together and the bunnies are doing GREAT. When the bunnies scoot underneath Noah's feathers, he carefully extends his wings out to surround them and then they snuggle. When one of them moves and they start sticking out here and there, he gently pushes them back under him with his beak! It is beautiful and amazing to see...
Update on Noah the pigeon:
We are Bob and Georganne Lenham of Wild Rose Rescue Ranch in Texas , home of Noah the Pigeon. After finding many posts online featuring Noah and the bunnies and reading about the many lives he has touched (his story has been forwarded around the world) we thought we'd post a follow-up and a few new photos. We knew there was something special about Noah the moment we saw him. Although the bunnies seem to be his favorite, Noah helps out with many rescue babies here at the Wild Rose Rescue Ranch... Noah's first litter of bunnies, almost raised and ready for release.
Photo © Bob Lenham
Now, Noah helps out with many rescue babies here at the ranch....How wonderful it is to have a full-time soft-feathered nurturer here at the rescue ranch! He cuddles with all the babies as they snuggle under his warm feathers....and he "coos" as if singing them to sleep with a lullaby.
Noah is truly, truly a God-send.
Comments = Anonymous has left a new comment on your post "Noah The Dove and His Rescued Bunnies": However many times I have seen this, I still marvel at the love and unconditional compassion animals can show. MAN should learn from this example of love. God bless Noah and the people who saved his life.
p.s. I rescue animals all the time. They teach me many wonderful and Godly lessons. Now my children do the same.
Dave in Minnesota.
Monday, December 06, 2010
HAPPY HANNUKAH
Wishing all my friends a Happy,
Healthy Hannukah.
Love and Blessings.
RubyNorma *o*
This beautiful photo was taken by my friend John, while cruising on the Ruby Princess.
Thursday, December 02, 2010
When I Was A Kid ~ Author Unknown To Me
When I was a kid, my Mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work.
On that evening so long ago, my Mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at my Mom and ask me how my day was at school. I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that biscuit and eat every bite!
When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my Mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I'll never forget what he said: "Honey, I love burned biscuits."
Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, "Your Momma put in a hard day at work today and she's real tired. And besides a little burned biscuit never hurt anyone!"
Life is full of imperfect things and imperfect people. I'm the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else. But what I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each others faults - and choosing to celebrate each others differences - is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.
And that's my prayer for you today. That you will learn to take the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of your life and lay them at the feet of God.
Because in the end, He's the only One who will be able to give you a relationship where a burnt biscuit isn't a deal-breaker!
We could extend this to any relationship. In fact, understanding is the base of any relationship, be it a husband-wife or parent-child or friendship!
"Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket - keep it in your own."
So please pass me a biscuit, and, yes, the burned one will do just fine. And PLEASE pass this along to someone who has enriched your life.
Be kinder than necessary because everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.
"Life without God is like an unsharpened pencil - it has no point."
On that evening so long ago, my Mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at my Mom and ask me how my day was at school. I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that biscuit and eat every bite!
When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my Mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I'll never forget what he said: "Honey, I love burned biscuits."
Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, "Your Momma put in a hard day at work today and she's real tired. And besides a little burned biscuit never hurt anyone!"
Life is full of imperfect things and imperfect people. I'm the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else. But what I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each others faults - and choosing to celebrate each others differences - is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.
And that's my prayer for you today. That you will learn to take the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of your life and lay them at the feet of God.
Because in the end, He's the only One who will be able to give you a relationship where a burnt biscuit isn't a deal-breaker!
We could extend this to any relationship. In fact, understanding is the base of any relationship, be it a husband-wife or parent-child or friendship!
"Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket - keep it in your own."
So please pass me a biscuit, and, yes, the burned one will do just fine. And PLEASE pass this along to someone who has enriched your life.
Be kinder than necessary because everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.
"Life without God is like an unsharpened pencil - it has no point."
