Tag Archives: dogs

BeBe’s Baby: Tucked-up, in Bed

Posted on January 28, 2020 by cdsmiller17
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Be Ye Not Unequally Yoked…

Posted on December 17, 2019 by cdsmiller17

Together With Unbelievers: (2 Corinthians 6:14) KJV My memory banks opened on this scripture today, when I happened to meet our neighbours dogs, Sophie and Seven, being walked by their owner, as I was walking Cloe. You see, Sophia is … Continue reading →

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You Can Lead a Horse to Water…

Posted on June 13, 2019 by cdsmiller17

But you can’t make him drink You can walk a blind dog, but you can’t make her see.

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The Sound of Silence

Posted on June 7, 2019 by cdsmiller17

A Dog’s Journey This is the sequel to “A Dog’s Purpose”. In much the same way, it is instructional for those who have a hard time imagining life after death. This time the producers managed not to be controversial about … Continue reading →

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Waiting for Some Friends

Posted on May 2, 2018 by cdsmiller17
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Saying Goodbye to a Friend

Posted on December 3, 2017 by cdsmiller17

  Marley and Me We watched this movie again last night. It breaks one’s heart to see a dog put down. But the alternative is so much worse: watching your friend suffer. The makers of this movie made it a … Continue reading →

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Pet Interactions

Posted on November 16, 2017 by cdsmiller17

Here are a couple of stories that show how we interact with animals. Biting the Hand that Teases You In 1956, during the time my first sister was born, I was farmed out to the Duffs in New Lowell, Ontario. … Continue reading →

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Mediocrity

Posted on November 1, 2017 by cdsmiller17

The squirrel runs from tree to tree Gathering the nuts that he can see Back to his hole in the tree he comes Carrying his hoard of seeds and crumbs And if, perchance, someone comes near He’ll start to chatter … Continue reading →

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“Ruffing” It

Posted on October 4, 2017 by cdsmiller17
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Sunbathing

Posted on September 9, 2017 by cdsmiller17
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