I know what you mean Phil. We do not need to go on adventures, our lives are on big adventure. -- Can you imagine what a scarcity of news there would be If everybody obeyed > the Ten Commandments? I would rather live my life as if there is a God, and die to find out there isn't, than live my life as if there isn't, and die to find out there is IN GOD WE TRUST Karen Carter '74 -KC- Ministries -------------- Original message -------------- From: Phil Scovell <[log in to unmask]> > Late this evening, one of our dogs was jumping at the gate we have entering > our kitchen. This generally means, I want a drink right now. Sandy has a > watering thing for the dogs that is stainless steel. It is a two both > frame. Anyhow, I was headed that way anyhow, so I let Jack into the kitchen > and waited around for him to get a sip of water. He did nothing but walk > around. I finally went over and checked the water bowls to see if they were > empty. One was, almost, and the other was about a third full. I figured, > as finicky, as Jack is, he probably wanted fresh cool water. We don't have > much of that lately with it being over 90 when it is still midnight and that > is mighty unusual for Denver. So, being the dog lover that I am, I fill up > the bowls for him. He stands around with his teeth in his mouth acting > like, Hey, what's the big deal. I don't need water. Then it dawned on me. > He had heard Gretchen come in and since he likes Gretchen, she was his > original owner until she no longer wanted to take care of him, he wanted to > see her. I tried getting him to come back out of the kitchen passed the > baby gate but he would have none of it. He knew Gretchen was some place. > So I went back into the house, main part of the house, for something. I > can't remember what I was doing. So, a couple of minutes later, you see, I > decide to go back out to my computer because Sandy needed me to look up an > email address. As I passed through the kitchen, I opened a half door which > has three steppes leading down toward the basement. If you turn right and > step down one step, you are in my office. If you turn left, you go down a > flight of stairs to the basement. The dog watering bowls are back in a > corner but it is sort of a close fit passing by these bowls sometimes and > through to this door for my office. somehow, and I'll never know how, my > foot caught this holder which holds two dog watering bowls, and before I > knew it, I was going over the first step, dragging the water bowls and > spilling them all over my feet, floors, and steps. It is, I guess, a > miracle I did not fall down the steps. So maybe the angel was really there > after all. I love being blind. > > Phil. > > > Has He Ever Crossed Your Mind? > www.SafePlaceFellowship.com >