Pixie Belle's Grooming Day...continued

Dear Alayna, Ashlyn, Ansley, Savanna, Scarlet, and Shayla, 

I decided to start off with the "A's" this time. Mimi told me I needed to be fair, especially when it comes to the granddaughters. 

I'm writing to let you know how my day went. As you know, today was my "grooming day" and when I wrote about it before I didn't have a clue as to what "grooming" meant. Well, now I do!  Oh me!  

First, let me tell you about what I heard when Mimi and papa picked me up from the groomers. He told her I whimpered for THREE MILES when we left her this morning. I don't think he really understood how I felt, but after he told her how I acted, Mimi explained that I had never been in a car without her, and I was probably crying because I missed her.  I THINK he understood. I want you to know that your Papa is a neat guy!  I really do love him. You girls are VERY lucky to have a Papa like him. He's always so kind when he talks to me. Let me get back to my story...(I get SO distracted!) 

I got to "the groomer" and had the SHOCK of my life!  I didn't know all the things they were going to do to me until I heard the man telling Papa.  It made me nervous!  The man who spoke to Papa was nice to HIM, so I knew I'd be okay.  I looked around and saw other dogs getting groomed, but none of them were as CUTE as me. I won the groomers heart!  Shhhhh...don't tell anybody that I'm bragging.  I might get in trouble. I still didn't know what to expect, but I can tell you now that it wasn't too bad. I tried to be on my best behavior, and was so happy to hear them tell Mimi that I did "just fine"!  Whew!  I didn't want to disappoint her.  When the groomer finished, they told me it would be just a little while and Mimi would pick me up. I waited, but I wasn't very patient. Then, I heard the door open... 

You should have heard Mimi when she saw me!  Oh. My. Word!  I've never heard anyone sound like her. I'm sure you have, because you've been around longer...SHE WAS SO EXCITED AND HAPPY!  She went on...and on... and on!  I wanted to jump up and give her a big kiss, because she loved my "groom"!  She said, "AWWW...look at you!  Your look SO cute!  I love your little face!  I knew your face would be silver...and...look at your PAWS!!  AWWW....you're just a little doll!"  I almost got embarrassed at the way she was carrying on, but I thought how lucky I was to be her little friend and wiggled in her arms. I was so happy!  When we got in the car Papa just chuckled and picked me up. He said all kind of nice things to me like, "Pixie Belle, look at you!  How's my pretty, wittle puppy doing, huh?"  I just wagged my tail, and wiggled with excitement!  I didn't tell him he was talking "baby talk"!  I really did  liked it!  

Papa took me and Mimi home, and when we walked in the door I was STARVING!  Mimi put my food in the bowl and I ate it ALL!  I looked around and noticed Mimi was standing there watching me eat.  I decided to sniff my bowl and let her know I was wanting just a tad bit more. She got the message and gave me more to eat.  I got really full and it felt so good!  Next time, I think I'll try to eat before I go to the groomers. 

We stayed home for awhile, then Mimi said she was going to take me to Papa's office so I could meet some people. Since it's cold and rainy, she bundled me up in my snuggle blanket and off we went.  It wasn't far and I was sure glad, because I've been in the car so much lately!  We got to the office, and the first person I saw was Papa. I think he knew we were coming. Then, I turned and saw a real cute young lady.  She was smitten the moment she saw me. In fact, she reached out and took me from Mimi.  She made me feel so special!  I couldn't look at her for a little bit, but then I decided if we're going to be friends I need to be friendly.  I'm glad I was, because I think Xiana is one of the people I will stay with when Papa and Mimi cannot take me with them. 

Then...I heard someone coming, and a TALL man walked in!  I wondered who he was, then found out he was a very important man. He made me a little nervous, because I knew I was suppose to act right.  I found out that he was the Texas District Superintendent of the U.P.C.I....whatever all that means...I never have got into "official titles".  Mimi told me I could call him Bro. Prince.  That's much easier!  I still couldn't look at him, but Mimi still HAD to take my picture. 

I was enjoying being where Papa works!  It's a real busy place.  

Another nice lady came in to see what all the commotion was about. When she heard everyone talking, she thought one of you girls were here, and when she saw ME she couldn't believe it!  She just started laughing. I found out her name was, Sis. Carla.  She works at the office all the time, like Xiana.  (Oh, I almost forgot to tell you...you pronounce Xiana like "see-on-a"). Now, you'll be able to say it when you see it. I'll never understand why her parents spelled her name with an "X"!  Anyway, Mimi had to take another picture.  I just had to shake my head!  She's so funny when it comes to pictures. I can't believe she wanted a picture of me and the office staff. I was told we were missing one person today. I'll guess I'll meet her later. I think they said her name is Sis. Jeannie. Anyway, here's the picture. 

I couldn't believe what happened next!  Another man came to the door and when Bro. Prince saw him, he said,"Hello!  You must be a missionary."  I was surprised that he knew the man was a missionary. I found out he figured it out when he saw the trailer behind a truck.  I'm learning a lot today!  I didn't know I could learn so much at three months old. Anyway, a lot of missionary's come through and stay at the camp ground when they're in the Texas District.  Then it happened...the missionary saw ME...and he loved me!  Then he asked if Mimi would take me to meet his wife. There's more to the story, but I'm getting tired, so let me just introduce you to Missionary Parker from Malta.  

My next place to stop was in Papa's office. WOW!  He must be a very busy man. At least it looks that way to me. I saw machines I'd never seen before, and it seemed there were a lot of places to play, but I found out real fast that the office is no place to play! I needed to be on my best behavior! I could tell Papa really liked the way I looked, because I could see it in his smile. I asked Mimi to take another picture of me with Papa, since I looked so different from just this morning. AWWW....I really like how this one turned out. You can actually see my eyes and my tiny features. 

I knew I was going to have to leave in a few minutes, because Sis. Carla brought some papers in for Papa to sign.  He really needed to get back to work, but I HAD to check out what he was doing. 

Of course, I didn't understand, I just acted like I did. (hee-hee). I don't think I fooled him though. 

Mimi finally said, "Pixie Belle, it's time to go home.  Let's go!"  I turned around and started walking toward her before I realized she had the camera up taking my picture AGAIN!  I paused and posed, then I saw I was standing on Papa's desk!  

I got a little nervous thinking about how far it was to the floor, so I let Mimi wrap me in my snuggle blanket and we headed home. 

I hope you girls had a good day, and have enjoyed my stories. I'm really anxious to see you at Thanksgiving. I will give you ALL big kisses and let you hug me. 

Your tiny friend...Pixie Belle 

P.S. If you STILL can't figure out how to say Xiana, it rhymes with Miata. Well...except for the "M" and the "T".  Come on...you have to give me an "A" for trying. ;-) 

P.S.S. When Mimi read what I wrote, she laughed and said to me, "If anybody reads this all the way through they must be really bored!"  I just shook my head and smiled. 

Pixie Belle Writes to the "Granddaughters"

Hello everyone, I'm Pixie Belle!  You can't believe how cute I am, at least that's what I'm told MANY times a day!  I've been living in East Texas for about two weeks and I'm getting to where I like it. I was from the big city of Dallas, so this little town takes a little getting use to.  I thought I'd write a little blog for Wendell and Linda's granddaughters so they'll know what's going on in my life. By the way, if you haven't met all of those girls, you're missing out! They are ALL so sweet to me!   

Dear Savanna, Scarlet, Shayla, Alayna, Ashlyn and Ansley, (whew...that's a mouth full)...today is a BIG DAY for me!

Today is the day I'm getting "groomed". Groomed?  What's that mean?  I really don't know at this moment, but Mimi (that's what y'all call her) keeps telling me that I'm going to be SOOOOOO CUUUUUUTE when I'm "groomed". I have a little problem with her saying that, because I think I'm ALREADY cute!  (Ummmm....we'll have to have a talk when I get home. We'll need to get a few things straight, like...I'M CUTE ALL THE TIME!) 

Things were a little different this morning around the house. Usually, I sit in Papa's (that's what y'all call him) lap while he reads His bible, and I'm so warm and cozy.  When he's finished, he takes me to Mimi and I get to cuddle with her, because she's not quite ready to start the day. I love this time!  After a little while, we get up and get around. Mimi takes me outside...which I usually enjoy, but  I don't like "outside"  when it's raining!  After I eat, I get to play with Mimi!  I absolutely LOVE IT!  However...today was different. 

Today, after Papa finished his morning devotions, he took me to Mimi. She talked to me a minute, then we got up.  Just like that!  I wasn't prepared for THAT!  I like to take my time getting up and around. (BIG SIGH)  She immediately took me outside to do my business (by the way I didn't get it done). It was TOOOO COLD AND RAINY!  I HATE weather like that!  The grass is wet, and it gets my paws wet.  Water is dripping from the sky, and my fur gets wet, then my whole body shivers uncontrollably!  How can anyone get their business done when they're in that predicament?  I don't understand it at all!  Oh...I'm sorry...I got sidetracked. Which is normal for me at this age. I'm only 3 months old.  Ok!  Where was I?  Oh yeah...this morning.

This morning I came back in, Mimi took me to my bowl, but for some reason I wasn't hungry, or thirsty. It seemed there was something going on. Papa and Mimi (I think I like those names, now. So, if it's ok with you I'm going to call them that, too) talked about "puppy cuts" and making sure "they" (whoever "they" are) "clipped" me just the right way. You know, "Not too much, but enough."  I guess I'm just too young to understand such language. It made me feel funny inside, so I couldn't eat. Who can eat with that kind of talk going on?  

Anyway, Papa took me back outside to "try" one more time, then he picked me up and asked if I wanted to "go".  Go where?  Of course, I want to "go". That's all I've done since I came to their house...GO, GO, GO!  They really need to stay home a little more, but they said we have to go "do the work of The Lord".  Well, today we're going again, but this time, I feel like I'm going to a place I'm not quite ready to be...

When Papa got ready to go, he picked me up in his BIG hands.  I feel so safe and secure when he holds me like that.  Ok...well...I'll talk to y'all later.  I've got to go for now. I'll come back and tell you "the rest of the story".  See y'all later....

Dead Long Enough?

While listening to a radio preacher today, I heard him ask a question that startled my thinking. I was going about my morning when I heard it. The question jolted my mind and a flurry of thoughts began. I can hear your inquisitive mind...What was his question? Here it is..."Has Abraham Lincoln been dead long enough so that he's almost everybody's hero?" Ummmm....the question that hit my mind was, "WHY DOES SOMEONE HAVE TO DIE BEFORE WE REALIZE WHAT A WONDERFUL PERSON THEY ARE?"

There are many heroes today, yet so many times we don't think of them as such. Why?  One answer I came up with is...most everyone has been disappointed at times over a fallen "hero" in their life. Yes, when someone you revere does something that shatters their world, and yours, you are afraid to trust anyone else. Let me say, it may be hard to "trust again", but you must realize... EVERYONE HASN'T FALLEN! If we would stop and look around us, we would see there are still heroes walking among us.  Just look at it...To every "one hero" that disappoints you, there are hundreds of others who are still standing for the right, fighting for the cause, and making right choices. There are still those who have strong moral values, and live their lives according to the principles of godliness and holiness. There are still those who have purposed to be pure in heart, working diligently to please our precious Lord. As they please Him, they are exampling to us what it's like to be like Him. If we would get out of our questioning and critical mind set that we have allowed, because we were disappointed sometime in life, we just might see where these heroes are leaving footprints in the sand for us to follow. 

Everyone needs at least one hero! Your hero may be someone very few people know. Your hero may be a prayer warrior who prays until they receive their answer. Your hero may be a preacher who is on the front line with the sword of The Lord in one hand, and the staff of the shepherd in the other. Your hero may be the little lady sitting over to the side that smiles when you walk by. Yes, everyone should have a hero. They need someone they can look up to and say, "I want to be just like them!" Don't let the fickleness of those who can't walk a straight line give you a skewed vision of the TRUE HERO.

As I've watched heroes through the years I observed one central theme: A hero never knows he or she is a hero, because they do not focus on who THEY are...they focus on the TRUE HERO of all time...Jesus Christ. You can trust someone who has their foundation in Christ alone.

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Overwhelmed With Thankfulness

I have many emotions today as I think of all the men and women who have served, and are presently serving our country!  Yesterday morning, as we were preparing for church, I received a group text from our oldest granddaughter, Savanna. "Happy Sunday to you!!!" It made me happy to hear from her. I responded, then Alayna, our second granddaughter wrote, "Happy Sunday to you!!!  I love y'all and I'm going to pray for papa and you mimi.  Tell papa I love him."  My heart melted, and as I read these sweet words to Papa we both felt the tears!  I answered her and told her how deeply we were touched, then, Savanna wrote,  "Love you too Layna!!!  I am also praying for y'all...I can't wait for thanksgiving!!!"

I was overwhelmed with the fact that I was talking to two of our granddaughters who love church, prayer, and the things of God!  Oh yes, my heart couldn't hold much more thankfulness, it was about to explode! As we traveled to get to service I thought about the weekend and what Monday, Nov. 11 was commemorating... Veterans Day.  That was all it took, I overwhelmed with thankfulness! The men and women who have served and are now serving, are giving of themselves to keep our beautiful America FREE!  I was getting to go to church to worship the way I wanted to worship.  I was getting to enjoy a text with my granddaughters that talked openly about prayer.  In just a few days, I will be enjoying Thanksgiving Day with a table full of food, and time with our precious family where we will offer "special thanks" to God, the One who makes all of this possible.  So, this morning on this beautiful Veterans Day '13, I want to say THANK YOU to all the veterans of America for your love and loyalty for our country!  If it wasn't for you, we wouldn't have the beautiful life we have!  We are blessed beyond measure!  We enjoy life, because...you sacrificed.