This is our former minister, paster McConnell.
See that goofie grin? We gave him a
Duck Dynasty cake last night, as his going away
gift. Says something funny on it, but I can't remember what.
There was a lot of tears, some laughs, and
even a few jokes.
We will miss him, but God has called him to a new place, just not sure where, yet.
He's fixed us, lol, maybe he can fix them, too.
This is the Jacob Wolf home, built in the very early 1800s
before Arkansas was a state. It sets along the White River
in northern Arkansas. I hope that this spring, we can take a drive up there, and I can get some photos of my own.
Can you imagine if those walls could talk, what they could tell!
I know you've seen this before,
yes, these are my house rules,and if you
don't like wearing fur, please stay outside.
Over the years, we've had numerous
dogs and cats, and not one of them has ever
spoken to me the way a lot of humans have, insulting me and hurting my feeling.
This picture kind of reminds me of Peanut, a stray that we found in 1991, along with her brother, Punky. We kept them both until they went to the bridge, and when we found them, they were not even big enough to jump on sofa so I put a cushion down, so they could get up there. That didn't last long, they learned to jump quickly enough.
Wouldn't you just love to cuddle this little fella!