Triple Decker

Triple Decker

Happy New Year! Out with 2024. Welcome 2025! We pray all the blessings of God will fill your 2025 to overflowing!

In the silly picture above, we have Covid napping in Ola’s open dog crate at the bottom, Stella still incarcerated in the middle, and Vander, Covid’s brother passed out on top.

Stella was delivered by a friend who declared, “I can’t keep another cat”. Apparently, we can.

Incidentally, at the time of this post, Stella has passed a two-week quarantine and has now been released into the cat population, with only minimal hissing and feline posturing.

[I may not have introduced Ola before. Ola is a good-natured “cataheeler” (catahoula-blue heeler cross) whose owner was killed in a car wreck, broadsided by a texting driver. All our critters have some kind of rescue story. We didn’t go looking for a single one of them.]

Come to think of it. I have a rescue story. Thank you, Jesus, that you did come looking for me when I was still a stray!

Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me. In my Father’s house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also. John 14:1-3

Interlopers

Cats Commandeer Dog’s Crate.

If you look closely, you can see that the door to this crate for the dog is open. Vander (the lighter one) and Covid have taken up temporary residence. We wouldn’t have a crate in the house at all, if it were not for the fact that Ola the dog had chewed the TV remote one day when we left her at home alone.

Both of these critters were abandoned near where we live. But that’s another story.

Just Picked


Frequent travel mode of Covid the Cat. Are we there yet?

Cola Etiquette

It’s O.K. to slurp, at the bottom of the cup
But try not to burp, or let some come back up.
If you drink it too fast, a cola will fizz,
And run out your nose;
That’s just how it is.