Today Greg found this wonderful video by Wendy Francisco. This darling song has also been made into a children’s book by the same title, “God and Dog”. You can purchase it on Amazon by clicking here.
If you have and love dogs like I do – then this is for you today. Watch it and smile 🙂
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- You Make Beautiful Things (womenofbslc.wordpress.com)
- Thank God, Thanks God (wearetrulyhappy.wordpress.com)
- Something in Common wtih God (venequeen.wordpress.com)
- Viral of the Day: So God Made a Dog (news.softpedia.com)
- What is the trinitarian god like? Meet Cerberus… (bloggingtheology.wordpress.com)
Mountains – Autumn in Denali (Photo credit: blmiers2)
I have a new appreciation for the Olympic athletes. The years of sacrifice and lost childhood. Dedication to their craft – a single, gut-wrenching focus. Muscles, determination and low body fat. No fatty foods, like chocolate. No pizza. I like pizza.
And so – feeling less than adequate compared to the chiseled young bodies – I am on a personal quest of health and fitness – at 50+.
There is a really steep stupid hill adjacent to our home. I say stupid because it has a steep descent to the bottom (where Maple Valley Hwy is) that takes a good 10 minutes walking at a normal clip. To turn around and walk straight up it is – well – STUPID! But because we are determined and like those famous Olympians who I’m sure started with a steep hill somewhere in their early training – we press on – past the pain – past the sweat – past the chest pain (in my case) trying to breathe deep and just keep going.
We started doing this last year and in the beginning of the summer it was a torturous feat – and I had to stop many times and just catch my breath. But by the end of the fall I was pretty good. Then came the rainy and cold months and the STUPID hill was left on its own. (“Good riddance”, said I) Until…it became apparent that we needed to take to the hill again because our 2 mile walks were just not cutting it. This time we had a puppy to go with us. She LOVES going for a walk – especially off-lease as she is on this path. Daisy effortlessly RUNS up that stupid hill. Stopping every now and then to scamper and sniff new and exciting things – then because we’re taking so long she runs down to circle round us a few times and then runs happily on ahead to wait for us again. This has become our new dance – on the hill. We huff and puff (OK – I huff and puff) and Greg and Daisy walk up with no problem. Well – Greg walks – Daisy runs.
I am going to conquer that hill someday – it will not beat me. I will walk up light and not out of breath – be free and more fit. Not quite like an Olympian – but for my age an Olympian at heart 🙂
Here is the song by Phillip Phillips that is the theme song this year for the women’s gymnastic team 2012. Enjoy and feel inspired!
Daisy is the name of a certain Bichon Frise puppy that we are adopting in two weeks. We went to meet her yesterday where she lives with her mom, dad and brothers and sisters – almost 4 hours from our home.
When we arrived we were greeted by the breeder, Monica and all the adult Bichons, Tara, Meggie (the mom) and Gig (the dad). They were warm, loving and embracing upon first meeting us in the yard and followed us into the house with kisses and hugs. Monica then took us downstairs to where the puppies were and they have to be the cutest and sweetest puppies I have EVER SEEN. All fluffy white little clouds of “puff” with big black eyes and noses. They all wanted to be picked up and held and we tried to hold all of them.
When “Daisy” the tiniest one of the bunch was handed to me, she was shaky and not too sure about the strange new people – but after a few minutes we were great friends. Her sister really seemed to like me too – and is only a little bigger than Daisy. It took me a few minutes to see how they both would react to me – or “choose me”. And once Daisy was back in my arms again and began licking and chewing on my fingers – the choice seemed pretty clear. When a puppy does this and looks you right in the eye as if to say, “you’re mine” – it’s all over.
Needless to say we took many videos and many pictures too. And we have such wonderful memories we were able to take back home that will always be with us.
I would say that this puppy got into our hearts – and we feel very blessed.
Enjoy the following videos from our adventure with “Daisy”.
- Faith, Hope and Puppy Dogs (cindyholman.wordpress.com)