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One Woman's Cottage Life: bedroom

One Woman's Cottage Life: bedroom

Cappuccino and Buster and me

My boys, Buster, the white schnauzer mix is a year old. He lives to stick his nose in the ground and pull out a shallow growing root about a foot long or catch a grasshopper and "play" with it forever. He's a very good watch dog, he can hear a fly sneeze. And he's very attentive to the human side. Since my mom passed away recently, if Buster hears me crying, here he comes. He has to be right up on top of me and in my face, licking, wagging, looking. He has expressive inquiring eyes that will not be easily dismissed.

Cappuccino, on the other hand, couldn't care less. He's about 11 years old, still very able to leap tall buildings or at least onto the bench and then onto the bed. He really hasn't slowed down, but he's just not impressed easily. He was my daughter's dog, but she couldn't take him when she moved to Tennesse, so we were stuck with each other. But he's more like me than I care to admit. He's content to sit on the couch and watch TV or sit on the porch rather than romp around in the yard with Buster. If he sees me crying instead of like Buster, Cappuccino will raise his head and look at me like "Oh, brother, are you crying again?" and then put his head back down. He lays at the end of the sofa with his head hanging off the edge, crazy.

The only time he gets stirred up is when the Blue Heelers from hell come into the yard then Cappy acts like he's King Kong. Really, he starts wiping or scrapping his paws on the ground in a straight line ( I read where this has to do with releasing the scent from sweat glands in their paws to attract other dogs) and then he'll make this gruff barking sound, very lionly. But he's half the size of these other dogs. They have never got into it with him. He can definitely hold his own ground.

Cappy was stolen from us when he was about 18months old, he was gone for almost 9 months. I thought coyote had got him, but one day when I went to pickup my other dog, since deceased, at the groomers, I saw Cappuccino in one of the back cages. When I asked the owner if that dogs name was Cappy she told me his name was Cap. I restrained and composed myself and told her his real name is Cappuccino and he was my dog and had been stolen.I waited for the owner to come. She had purchased him about 6 months prior and had no idea he had been stolen. She let me buy him back from her (plus the cost of the grooming).

Long story short, dogs are great companions and definitely have their own personalities. I don't know if they start to take after their owners or vice verca.

I want to hear you say who I am is enough

I want to be beautiful
and make You stand in awe
look inside my heart
and be amazed
I want to hear You say
who I am is quite enough
I just want to be worthy of love
and beautiful

-Bethany Dillon

“Are you okay?” « For Sinners Only

“Are you okay?” For Sinners Only by Rex Boyles
beautiful attribute to characteristics I desire in my life.

My Dearest Momma

I am so proud of you for the things you are doing in your life. I know you are at a crossroads where there are changes occurring and you've wondered what to do and when t do it and how it should be done. It's exciting to see the steps you are taking to become more intimate with the Father and I am so excited for what He will do this weekend and beyond.


I've always viewed you as a woman of strength, someone who had skin thicker than iron and without any weakness. You were a mother and father bundled up into one magnificent creation and placed upon a pedestal of greatness that could withstand any storm that sought t knock you down.


Now I see you as my mother, my friend, a sister, a daughter, a child of God, a woman - still strong and magnificent, but vulnerable to life and it's trials. I prefer you in the latter form, I guess because it's your genuine state of being. I see you in all the splendor that God designed you with - from your weakness for luxurious spa treatments to your analytical mind to the beautiful melodies you would sing as you made breakfast in the mornings. Everything that makes you the person you are was designed by our heavenly Father.


You are an inspiration to me. You have taught me so many valuable lessons throughout my life. I know that I don't have to try everything just because it's there; I know how to weed-eat the yard and how to cook some fabulous meals. I know that when you would come home late from work because you were giving pedicures to precious old ladies, they were receiving the best medicine available - love; I know that your mother and your grandparents were among the best people you knew; I can recognize a good nurse right off the bat because they will have what you have and I can tell when melons are ripe for eating - these are lessons I will never forget.


It's been neat to see the transformation you've taken from being just my mother to becoming my mother and my friend and seeing you and knowing you as a woman of god. You'll always be my momma, don't get me wrong. But now when I get on my knees I don't just pray for my momma, but I pray for Sherry - a woman who is running the same race in life as me, a woman passionately pursuing and being pursued by her God. You are an incredible part of my life and distance nor time cannot change the impact you have.


I love you bigger than the sky!
love cassiebaby