Last night we did the annual Christmas Eve church service and then late night dinner at La Palmera. You must've been praying for us again--Annie seemed to enjoy the candlelight and carols at church, and then was happy to watch us down 6 or 7 baskets of chips at the restaurant before they brought the troughs of burritos and enchiladas. Perfect evening together with ALL 7 of the kids.
And as all good things must come to an end, after dinner we drove home, opened the front door and smelled...Something. We walked up the stairs to the living room, looked over to the dog crate and--not quite sure what happened--maybe Santa coming down the chimney scared Millie. Maybe it was the reindeer. But whatever happened, it was clear that she didn't want her poop or anyone else's in her crate. All I thought was, "Sure glad I need to help Annie get ready for bed right now." The kids weren't so lucky. They had to help Dad hose down the house. She did sleep through the night in her crate at the foot of our bed, so all is forgiven. I have to say that even with all the poopage, Millie has brought comfort and joy to the Sullivan house.
At this holiday season, Bill and I wish you the peace that only Jesus can give. He came as a baby, died to pay for the penalty of our sins that we deserve, rose from the dead to prove He truly was the Son of God, and is coming again to reign as King. If you don't already know Him personally, I would encourage you to believe in Him--trust Him to save you from your sins. His offer for forgiveness is the Perfect Gift to receive this Christmas!
Jean
He came to His own, and His own did not receive Him. But as many as received Him, to them He gave the right to become children of God, to those who believe in His name. John 1:11-12
6 comments:
Yeah,you think you're done with poop and vomit, and then you get a puppy... *sigh* :)
God bless you all; so glad you had the awesome time together on Christmas Eve and that at least the dog is forgiven.
xxxooogretchen
Let us know if you want us to come install a doggy door.
Yep! That's what they do....they are DARN cute and they poop and pee...everywhere....and THEN....they EAT IT!
MERRY CHRISTMAS!
I just finished prime rib...spare me.
That's why there are dog psychologists.
:)
sounds like most men...
eat, poop, pee,,,
hehehe
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