Wednesday, December 29, 2010
I HUMBLY THANK YOU. ~ AMEN ~
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
Monday, December 27, 2010
Saturday, December 25, 2010
On The Morning of Christmas
This is normal for the white Bengals.
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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!!
Monday, December 20, 2010
Noah The Dove and His Rescued Bunnies
Monday, December 06, 2010
Thursday, December 02, 2010
When I Was A Kid ~ Author Unknown To Me
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."