How dare you say we have dirty mouths! Hahahahahaha!
Sharon
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From: "Karen Carter" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Friday, September 30, 2005 1:10 PM
Subject: Re: Normal Skip
> That is sweet Pat. I wouldn't worry about a dog licking your mouths there
> mouths are cleaner than ours if anyone was going to get sick it would be
> the dog because human mouths are one of the dirties behind pigs and
> skunks.
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>> Phil, I'm so glad that Skip is doing so much better now. No wonder you
>> love
>> him so much. It's incredible how much love cats and dogs can show us, and
>> that love is precious. They always, know when something is wrong, and
>> they
>> really do have a way of making us feel better.
>>
>> Unfortunately, I'm allergic to cats.
>>
>> Dean and Betty's little dog Mitsy is so loving. She does the same thing.
>> She crawls up my back or even the front of me, and she goes around my
>> neck,
>> and she licks my face, and my ears. Oh how she loves those ears, not just
>> mine, but everyone's ears. I don't like her licking me on the mouth, but
>> it's funny, because when I turn my face away, she just keeps on trying to
>> get at my face. It's so funny and it's so very loving and sweet. I just
>> love that little Mitsy.
>>
>> Mitsy is a Mexican Chawawa. She's so tiny and so cute.
>>
>> I hate it when animals get sick or hurt, and that is why I don't have
>> any.
>>
>> Carolyn's little Tea Cup chawawa Brandy is just as sweet and loving as
>> Mitsy, though a little larger than Mitsy. I wish we had Brandy, even
>> though
>> she's a yapper, she's so sweet and loving.
>>
>> Thanks for sharing that precious story.
>>
>> Love and Blessings,
>> Pat Ferguson
>> At 01:07 PM 9/29/2005, you wrote:
>> >I appreciated all the comments and prayers for Skip. He is fine now but
>> >he
>> >has gone through so much sickness in his short little life, Sandy and I
>> >get
>> >a little nervous when he starts acting funny. Let me explain why. I
>> >was
>> >reminded of what I am about to explain when reading Kathy's story about
>> >Chris.
>> >
>> >Skip is pretty small. He weighs about 8 pounds. Over three years ago
>> >now,
>> >my second experience with depression and anxiety attacks was coming on.
>> >I
>> >could feel it coming for several months. I tried everything to stop its
>> >advance upon my life. Reading my Bible in huge daily chunks, praying
>> >one
>> >and two hours a day, and many other such things. I was an assistant
>> >pastor
>> >in a small church at the time, too, so I was very involved in church
>> >work.
>> >I taught the young people's Sunday school class. Yet, I felt the
>> >depression
>> >coming. I often hear people tell me, with whom I pray, that they are
>> >told,
>> >by even those who are in their family and love them the most, to just
>> >snap
>> >out of it. Get busy. Keep your mind occupied. These are meager
>> >efforts,
>> >at best, in stopping depression. I well remembered the 13 years earlier
>> >when I had been unable to work for two years due to the depression I had
>> >then and I fought as hard as I could this time to stop the approaching
>> >darkness I could feel was coming. When it struck, it was a thousand
>> >times
>> >worse than 13 years ago. I became nearly physically incapacitated at
>> >times.
>> >
>> >During the days it was advancing, stocking me if you please, I spent
>> >times
>> >on my knees are our living room rocking chair in tears, praying and
>> >seeking
>> >God with all I had. I often did this during times everybody was gone.
>> >When
>> >Sandy was out shopping, for example. Some of those times on my knees,
>> >and
>> >sometimes on my face, praying and begging God to help me, little Skip
>> >would
>> >come around. I would ignore him since I was trying to focus on the
>> >Lord.
>> >Skip would start putting his front feet on me but eventually, he would
>> >leap
>> >up on to my back and walk up my spine to my shoulders where he would
>> >stand
>> >and try and lick behind my ears. I would put him on the floor but he
>> >would
>> >repeat the whole thing over and over until I often found myself laughing
>> >and
>> >sitting on the floor playing with Skip. He didn't stop the anxiety from
>> >eventually overtaking me but he has special meaning to me just because
>> >he
>> >knew something was wrong and the Lord used him to show love and kindness
>> >to
>> >me as I felt the hopelessness all around me.
>> >
>> >Phil.
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