A friend emailed these:
It's the tortoise life for me!
1. If walking is good for your health, the postman would be immortal.
2. A whale swims all day, only eats fish, drinks water, but is still fat.
3. A rabbit runs and hops and only lives 15 years, but
4. A tortoise doesn't run and does mostly nothing, yet it lives for 150 years.
And you tell me to exercise?? I don't think so.
I'm retired. Go around me.
God grant me the senility to forget the people I never liked, the good fortune to run into the ones I do, and the eyesight to tell the difference.
Friday, November 30, 2012
This doxie clock is a great reminder that it is "time" to buy gifts for Christmas (unless you already did - or did so right after Christmas last year - if so, I hate you, LOL!).
THE DACHSHUND ESCAPADES books are great gifts for dog lovers in general, and dachshund lovers in particular. Below these posts is further information about I AM SARGE and I AM DACHSHUND.
Thursday, November 29, 2012
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
I understand that the red nose on this doxie actually glows, too--I just can't imagine our doxie Duke putting up with something like that! Of course, this is merely a tree ornament, and you gotta admit it is cute!
WARNING: I'll be posting lots of Christmas doxie pics over the next few weeks.
I love Christmas and all the hustle and bustle that goes along with it. But in our family, we always celebrate the true and joyous meaning as well. Happy birthday, Jesus!
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Monday, November 26, 2012
Our daughter Holly and family came home from Georgia to be with us this year--our daughter Bethany and hubby Kurt will also be joining all of us at Christmas!
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Have a blessed and enjoyable Thanksgiving with your loved ones, remembering all the blessings we have and are thankful for.
Remember not to give dogs raisins, turkey skin, nuts, cranberries, grapes, chocolate in any form, dough, bread. Oh, they don't make very good digestive decisions, I'm afraid, so it's up to us to keep them safe.
Monday, November 19, 2012
Ever heard the saying "Cute as a speckled pup?" Well, here's proof that speckled pups (especially dappled doxies) are extreeemely cute!
And, no matter what kind of dachshund you see--long haired, short haired, wire haired, dappled, red, black, gray, chocolate, cream--they ALL have the same facial expressions!
Saturday, November 17, 2012
This black-and-tan doxie looks so much like Duke that it's uncanny--and I've seen this same expression many times:
"You want me to move?? You've got to be kidding!" and so on.
Friday, November 16, 2012
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Friday, November 9, 2012
As we celebrate Veterans Day on Monday, let us all pause and reflect on what those who have died for our country have done. I am full of gratitude for my freedoms, my safety, and my country. Thank you, veterans.
Let us also never forget the One who died on the cross of Calvary; He saved more than our freedoms down here, but He secured eternity for those who believe in Him. Thank you, Jesus, for your supreme sacrifice.
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Thanksgiving (a.k.a., Delicious Food Day!)
Daddy and Mama arose early on Thanksgiving morning. She and several of the church ladies had spent most of the previous afternoon decorating the house. I must admit, it looked beautiful with the Christmas tree twinkling in the corner, the large golden bells with big red bows adorning the fireplace mantel, and greenery everywhere. They had set up a manger scene on a table in front of the living room window. I had overheard Mama tell one of the ladies, “This should be front and center. After all, we are celebrating Christ’s birth, so He should have the most prominent place in the room.” The figures glowed with inner lighting, and there was even a star and an angel with the scene.
I had never seen so many pretty, twinkling lights. The house smelled like cedar, the greenery wreaths adorned with red velvet bows and holly, and happy Christmas music played softly in the background as everyone scurried around to get the house ready for Thanksgiving.
“Philip, oh how I hope Mom likes the coat I made her! I wrapped it last week and put it in the hall closet. Will you bring it in here for me, please?” And I suppose she’ll drag out my hat and coat, too. I’ve thought about it a lot, and I think Mama really thinks I look handsome in them, so I’ll just put up with all the laughter. Besides, Papa will be here, and he loves me so much I think I can handle the situation, I suppose.
The first to arrive were Kurt and Bethany. She exclaimed, “Oh Holly, your big tummy is so cute!”
Mama hugged her. “You wouldn’t think so if you had to carry it around for a while.” Bethany said she had made a chocolate cake with cherry filling between the layers, since their mom loved chocolate so much. Mama rubbed her tummy and licked her lips in anticipation, since she loved chocolate, too. Bethany asked where she should put cake, and Mama told her to put it on the counter in the center. “After all, today is her birthday, and we don’t want her to feel like an afterthought. Thanksgiving should come in second today.”
As Bethany complied, Mama told her to come into the hall so she could show her something. Here goes. My reputation is now ruined for life.