I ran in and out of the grocery this morning to get...1 banana for my mother who likes them yellow, no spots..
Anyway, wanted to tell you Snarlin about listening to Mark Levin last night on way home from chorus rehearsal...he spoke at length in tribute to those who commit so much time and energy and money to rescuing pets, especially dogs who are near and dear to his heart.
It was a long segment for pet lovers, and very touching and memorable. I was hoping you might have heard it Snarlin...
After reading Mark's book, Sprite, I found that we have a few things in common. His Pepsi , I think, and my Terrie need to find the perfect blade of grass or snowflake to go potty. ;-)
I'm stuffed just thinking about them.
Hi Molly ~
No, I’m afraid I did not hear it, and wish I had. My little rescue doll is doing very well. She is almost totally healed up, and is starting to look very robust. She’s gaining inner muscle and fat. We switched her to the raw food diet, as it builds muscle. She’s a happy camper.
I will post another picture once she is bathed and beautiful again.
Happy Thanksgiving all
My father would only eat black bananas. ;)
Mark read a story of a man whose dog had died. I will write a couple or so highlights that I remember. Molly, you can add or correct me if you desire. I taped it, but don't have it handy.
The man was still in tears over his dog, as he walked through the humane shelter looking at the dogs in the cages. He was almost to the end of the row, and when he came to the last cage, there was a large, black 100 lb Lab-German sheperd mix.
Sierra was wagging her (rats, I forgot the sex, I'll say her) tail confidently as those big brown eyes were saying, "I've been waiting for you." He told how Sierra's involvement in the family took them down wonderful paths that they never would have otherwise.
One other incredible part of the story of Sierra. One night he was driving and for some reason had to stop in a dark area to use a pay phone with some not so friendly looking men in the area. He sensed danger, and apparently, so did Sierra, as she stepped out the car and stood next to him as if to say, "I'm here." The men took pause with that and that gave the man and Sierra time to get back in the car and leave.
She died in her sleep earlier this year at the ripe old dog's age of 105.