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Posted on 04/01/2008 4:05:44 AM PDT by JustAmy
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Thank you, Jaycee.
It comes from my heart, right now. I am so glad it brought you comfort, as it has me.
I am so sorry about your loss - we share a depth of feeling.
I’m glad to be here! ;-)
Marissa said she think Mr Mittens is beautiful too.
He has lived in the garage for so long that he is most comfortable there. He did enjoy watching the birds and checking under shrubs while he was out on Sunday.
He was in for awhile tonight but did not hesitate about going to the garage.
I’ve been trying to explain to Marissa that she needs to let him come to her instead of just picking him up. He sometimes scratches her.
I am so happy that your doggie is home and happy Kitty Mittens. I’m hoping that she will want to stay with you and just visit her friend next door.
I’ve read all the name suggestions and I like all of them. Sugar seems to fit her. Sweet as Candy or sweet as Sugar.
Looking forward to seeing pictures in a few days.
Amy, you are right about telling her to let him come to her. That is one of the first unspoken ‘rules’ with animals.
If she would go out in the garage, and just sit, patiently, (and the first few times, it may seem like forever), he will eventually come to her. That will set the bond of trust between them - when he comes to her on his own.
Pretty soon, he will come quicker, and then they will both look forward to their ‘connection’.
He is a beautiful kitty, and I am so glad he is doing so well!
Thank you Jaycee. Mr Mittens needed a good home .... I think that is why Marissa chose him ..... and
she agrees. She thinks he is beautiful too. ;^ )
She loves his tiger stripes.
Thank you, Kitty Mittens.
He is still getting used to being able to leave the garage but I think he is going to be a good cat. Dogs barking do not bother him. He is really interested in the birds.
He was in for about half an hour tonight. He seemed to enjoy it but was happy to go back to his garage. ;^ )
When he was sick, Marissa would sit in the garage. He would come rub against her leg. Since he is no longer sneezing, she thinks he should sit in her lap.
I’m sure they will bond. It is going to take a little time getting him used to being in the house or in the yard. When he was out, we left the garage door open in hopes that he would see he was secure. We will take him out again Saturday and Sunday. During school nights, Marissa does not have much time to play outside; she will bring him in for awhile every evening.
Thank you for your welcome Kitty very soon I will get to know everyone.
I have put you on my ping list for the Presentations.
I like the music sometimes better than the slideshow.
Just beyond the sunset
Waits someone so fair
Just beyond the sunset
All alone they wait there
Their hair is golden
The colour of the sand
Their eyes sparkle in the night
Like diamonds in your hand
Just beyond the sunset
Lies a home for me
Where the world is peaceful
Like a paradise should be
Just beyond the sunset
Someday is where you’ll find me
— David Harris
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I don't yearn for their steep excursion
Into fame and fortune, for it had
The usual price, and Orville died bitter
And Wilbur died young. I envy them
Only the slender and empty distance they left
Between them and a seaside's grassy bluffs
In mild December, the frail ingenuity
Of dreams, a lifetime's hopes made of string and cloth
And a little puttering motor that might have run
A lawnmower if the brothers had put their minds
To one first. For dumb exhilaration, nothing—
Not an F-16 thundering from its base
In Turkey, nor my red-eye circling O'Hare—
Comes close to what they must have felt
For less than a shaking, clattering minute,
Clearing all attachment to the world
Of dickering and petty concerns: for some,
No other heaven. So I take note of them
As they took notes from the lonely buzzard, obsessed
To the point of love with the ghostly air
And the small fluttering things that wandered
Through it. Eccentric but never flighty,
Bookish but not above nicking their hands
In bicycle shops and basements, they lived
With their sister and tinkered with the future.
Propelled by ambition, the mandate
It invents, they still heeded the laws
Of nature, trimmed needless weight, saw everything,
Even themselves, as burden, determined
Not to crash and burn. Sheer will launched them,
Good will, because those first forty yards
Skimming shale and reeds were for everyone.
Facedown between the struts, staring at the ground
As it blurred past, they failed like anyone
To grasp the implications. But legs flailing,
They hung on, buoyed by never and almost
And then just barely. I could do worse
Than their brief rapture, their common sense
Of purpose. Or I could, if only
For a moment, exalt them, go along
With the jury-rigged myth, the quaint
Contrivance that lets them rise above it all.
— David Moolten, 2001
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One year ago, people around the world were stunned by a shooting rampage that left 32 victims dead on the campus of Virginia Tech University. In the aftermath, the mother of one critically wounded student who survived said she did not want the ordeal to become the defining moment in her son's life. Instead, she hoped it could be "something positive, some great celebration of his life."
When the unthinkable happens, it may seem impossible to believe that anything can overcome the emotional scars. Yet, the life of Joseph offers a powerful illustration of God's transforming power (Gen. 37–50). The brothers who sold him into slavery were sure he would take revenge on them (50:15-17). But Joseph told them, "You meant evil against me; but God meant it for good, in order to bring it about as it is this day, to save many people alive" (v.20).
When we place our desire for revenge in God's hands, we become participants in the remarkable process described by Paul: "Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good" (Rom. 12:21).
The defining moments of our lives are not determined by the evil done to us, but by our response through the grace and power of God.
Lovely poem, OESY, thank you!
Beautiful sunset ..... Beautiful poem.
Thank you OESY.
A cousin and I have been planning a genealogy trip to Virginia and West Virginia this summer. I haven’t heard from her so not sure if it is still a go. If not I’m wondering if I can get a friend to take a pleasure trip to Niagara Falls this summer.
I already have a baby sitter arranged. I need a vacation. ;^ )
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