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While it’s a serious matter, I couldn’t help but smile.
Tag: <span>Humor</span>
She is eight weeks and one day old today. Four of her siblings died. The foster mom sent us this picture. Isn’t she cute? Then again all puppies are.
It has always puzzled me what all the cheering is for. Perhaps it’s simply the fact that I can still walk upright—most of the time. Or maybe it’s just that I walk at all.
It seems I have been doing it all wrong, and I can’t thank this lady enough for explaining it so thoroughly. Now I understand.
Always there, bothered by nothing. Our Vader, having a watchful eye over me.
GOD: “Francis, you know all about gardens and nature. What in the world is going on down there on the planet? What happened to the dandelions, violets, milkweeds, and stuff I started eons ago?