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My life changing

February 15th 2009 1:50 pm
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I just wanted to say that I am free now. I am no longer married to Trixie Mae and I can find someone to have fun with. I'm on the look out so for all you beautiful girls out there that want to have fun, let me know.


The Tag Game

December 28th 2008 1:57 pm
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This is a game that let's other's get to know you and each other. All you have to do is write down 7 things about yourself in your diary and then go tag 7 pals that haven't been tagged. It's fun and my new friend Peaches tagged me. Here goes:

1. I came to live with my mommy and daddy when I was only 5 weeks old.

2. I have bitten my mommy because she has either been trying to clean my ears, take something away from me that she thinks I didn't need, or just touching me when I don't want to be touched.

3. If it's on the floor, it's questions asked.

4. I love to sleep snuggled up as close to my daddy as I can.

5. I love to sleep around my mommy's neck if I can do it without choking her, and she'll let me as long as she can breathe.

6. When my mommy starts to get dressed to go somewhere, I run hide under the bed so she won't leave me. But daddy always drags me out.

7. I don't like to come out from under the covers in the morning cause it's cold and if anybody on the bed moves, I growl and snap and act up, as mommy says. I just want to be left alone in da bed so I can go back to sleep. Daddy says, if he has to be up, I have to be up too.

There's my 7 I'm off to tag:

I'll tag the following,

Tuck er


Simply Listening to God

December 6th 2008 5:31 am
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Mommy wants us to take time to Listen To God. Let him work through you. Hope you enjoy this story, it is touching and in this day and time, we all need that.

Love Forward,

I sat, with two friends, in the picture window of a quaint restaurant
just off the corner of the town-square. The food and the company 'were both especially good that day.

As we talked, my attention was drawn outside, across the street. There, walking into town, was a man who appeared to be carrying all his worldly goods on his back. He was carrying, a well-worn sign that read, 'I will work for food.' My heart sank.

I brought him to the attention of my friends and noticed that others
around us had stopped eating to focus on him. Heads moved in a mixture of sadness and disbelief.

We continued with our meal, but his image lingered in my mind. We finished our meal and went our separate ways. I had errands to do and quickly set out to accomplish them. I glanced toward the town square, looking somewhat halfheartedly for the strange visitor. I was fearful, knowing that seeing him again would call some response. I drove through town and saw nothing of him. I made some purchases at a store and got back in my car.

Deep with in me, the Spirit of God kept speaking to me: 'Don't go back to the office until you've at least driven once more around the square.'

Then with some hesitancy, I headed back into town. As I turned the
square's third corner, I saw him. He was standing on the steps of the store front church, going through his sack.

I stopped and looked; feeling both compelled to speak to him, yet wanting to drive on. The empty parking space on the corner seemed to be a sign from God: an invitation to park. I pulled in, got out and approached the town's newest visitor.

'Looking for the pastor?' I asked.

'Not really,' he replied, 'just resting.'

'Have you eaten today?'

'Oh, I ate something early this morning.'

'Would you like to have lunch with me?'

' Do you have some work I could do for you?'

'No work,' I replied. 'I commute here to work from the city, but I
would like to take you to lunch.'

'Sure,' he replied with a smile.

As he began to gather his things, I asked some surface questions. Where you headed?'

' St.. Louis '

'Where you from?'

'Oh, all over; mostly Florida .

'How long you been walking?'

'Fourteen years,' came the reply.

I knew I had met someone unusual. We sat across from each other in the same restaurant I had left earlier. His face was weathered slightly beyond his 38 years. His eyes were dark yet clear, and he spoke with an eloquence and articulation that was startling. He removed his jacket to reveal a bright red T-shirt that said, 'Jesus is The Never Ending Story.'

Then Daniel's story began to unfold. He had seen rough times early in
life. He'd made some wrong choices and reaped the consequences. Fourteen years earlier, while backpacking across the country, he had stopped on the beach in Daytona. He tried to hire on with some men who were putting up a large tent and some equipment. A concert, he thought.

He was hired, but the tent would not house a concert but revival services, and in those services he saw life more clearly. He gave his
life over to God

'Nothing's been the same since,' he said, 'I felt the Lord telling me
to keep walking, and so I did, some 14 years now.'

'Ever think of stopping?' I asked.

'Oh, once in a while,
when it seems to get the best of me But God has given me this calling.
I give out Bibles. That's what's in my sack. I work to buy food and
Bibles, and I give them out when His Spirit leads.'

I sat amazed. My homeless friend was not homeless. He was on a mission and lived this way by choice. The question burned inside for a moment and then I asked: 'What's it like?'


'To walk into a town carrying all your things on your back and to show
your sign?'

'Oh, it was humiliating at first. People would stare and make comments.
Once someone tossed a piece of half-eaten bread and made a gesture that certainly didn't make me feel welcome. But then it became humbling to realize that God was using me to touch lives and change people's concepts of other folks like me.'

My concept was changing, too. We finished our dessert and gathered his things. Just outside the door, he paused. He turned to me and said,
'Come Ye blessed of my Father and inherit the kingdom I've prepared for you. For when I was hungry you gave me food, when I was thirsty you gave me drink, a stranger and you took me in.'

I felt as if we were on holy ground. 'Could you use another Bible?' I

He said he preferred a certain translation. It traveled well and was
not too heavy. It was also his personal favorite. 'I've read through it
14 times,' he said.

'I'm not sure we've got one of those, but let's stop by our church and
see' I was able to find my new friend a Bible
that would do well, and he seemed very grateful.

'Where are you headed from here?' I asked.

'Well, I found this little map on the back of this amusement park

'Are you hoping to hire on there for awhile?'

'No, I just figure I should go there. I figure someone under that star
right there needs a Bible, so that's where I'm going next.'

He smiled, and the warmth of his spirit radiated the sincerity of his
mission. I drove him back to the town-square where we'd met two hours earlier, and as we drove, it started raining. We parked and unloaded his things.

'Would you sign my autograph book?' he asked. 'I like to keep messages
from folks I meet.'

I wrote in his little book that his commitment to his calling had
touched my life. I encouraged him to stay strong. And I left him with a verse of scripture from Jeremiah, 'I know the plans I have for you,
declared the Lord, 'plans to prosper you and not to harm you; Plans to give you a future and a hope.'

'Thanks, man,' he said. 'I know we just met and we're really just
strangers, but I love you'

'I know,' I said, 'I love you, too.' 'The Lord is good!'

'Yes, He is. How long has it been since someone hugged you?' I asked.

'A long time,' he replied

And so on the busy street corner in the drizzling rain, my new friend
and I embraced, and I felt deep inside that I had been changed. He put his things on his back, smiled his winning smile and said, 'See you in the New Jerusalem.'

'I'll be there!' was my reply.

He began his journey again. He headed away with his sign dangling from his bedroll and pack of Bibles. He stopped, turned and said, 'When you see something that makes you think of me, will you pray for me?'

'You bet,' I shouted back, 'God bless.'

'God bless.' And that was the last I saw of him.

Late that evening as I left my office, the wind blew strong. The cold
front had settled hard upon the town. I bundled up and hurried to my
car. As I sat back and reached for the emergency brake, I saw them... a
pair of well-worn brown work gloves neatly laid over the length of the
handle. I picked them up and thought of my friend and wondered if his
hands would stay warm that night without them.

Then I remembered his words: 'If you see something that makes you think of me, will you pray for me?'

Today his gloves lie on my desk in my office. They help me to see the
world and its people in a new way, and they help me remember those two hours with my unique friend and to pray for his ministry. 'See you in
the New Jerusalem,' he said. Yes, Daniel, I know I will...

If this story touched you, forward it to a friend!

'I shall pass this way but once. Therefore, any good that I can do or
any kindness that I can show, let me do it now, for I shall not pass
this way again.

My instructions were to send this to four people that I wanted God to
bless and I picked you. Please pass this to four people you want to be

This prayer is powerful and there is nothing attached. Please do not
break this pattern. Prayer is one of the best gifts we receive. There is
no cost but a lot of rewards. Let's continue to pray for one another.
God bless and have a nice day!

'Father, I ask you to bless my friends, relatives and e-mail buddies reading this right now. Show them a new revelation of your love and power. Holy Spirit, I ask you to minister to their spirit at this very moment. Where there is pain, give them your peace and mercy. Where there is self-doubt, release a renewed confidence through your grace, In Jesus' precious Name Amen.'

I sent this to more than four, but this story is so touching, I felt
each of you would enjoy it greatly.



Mommy took me to be fixed this morning

July 20th 2007 8:37 am
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I kept trying to tell her I wasn't broken in any place, but her wouldn't listen. So I am being fixed even as mommy writes this. I didn't want to go. I hid under the bed and mommy had to get on her hands and knees and drag me out. Then I was growling at her and she told me she wasn't having none of that either.
I was supposed to be fixed two weeks ago when I went for a groom but they didn't do it cause they said the surgical wash they put on me to do the surgery with would mess up the grooming part so mommy rescheduled me for today. Anyway all my buddie keep you paws crossed for me.


I'M NOT BROKEN!!!!!!!!!

July 2nd 2007 9:34 am
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Yes, mommy has finally managed to save enough money for me to be fixed. I keep telling her I'm not broken so how can I be fixed? She says that I HAVE to be fixed cause she don't want anymore babies. Not that she don't love them, but she don't want to put Sadie Pearl or Sassy through that. Sassy is little and mommy is affraid that when and if she gets her heat, I'll try to get her. I keep telling mommy that I don't like her, but she won't listen!
So Friday of this week, yes right after the 4th, mommy is taking me to be groomed and fixed. That's alot for a little boy in one day. Daddy asked mommy if I'd be okay, (you know I'm a daddy's boy), and she's promised that I'll be just fine.
Anyway, please pray for me. I don't want to be fixed, but if I have to be, then I have to be. Mommy was supposed to do this a long time ago, but her money is just getting right now so she says.


I was tagged by Bo-Bo and Charlie

May 23rd 2007 4:18 pm
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When you are tagged, you have to write down 7 awsome things about yourself in your diary, and then tag 7 other pups. You need to send them a note or rosette to let them know that they were tagged and telling them to read your diary entry so that they will see the rules of the game.

1. I'm my mommies baby boy.
2. I love to go riding on the 4 wheeler with my daddy.
3. I am married to Trixie Mae, the love of my life.
4. I can be a really bad boy sometimes and bite my mommy.
5. My daddy don't take nothing like that off me, he puts me in my place fast.
6. I growl and bark at Sassy if she tries to eat when I am or play with one of my toys.
7. I love my going to my grammies house where we are spoiled rottener, if that's a word.

I am tagging:
Trixie Mae


Valentine Wedding

February 15th 2007 11:12 am
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Well diary, I took that plunge yesterday. Valentine's Day 2007 will forever live in my memory as a great day. I became Trixie's husband and I couldn't be any happier. I love that girl, so much. It was a beautiful wedding with Jenna and Buddy and Sadie and Goofy all getting married too. And Lil Sassy was the flower girl, although we thought we were gonna have to stop the wedding to let her and Rudy Patudy go potty. She did good and Rudy did good by keeping her close to his side. He wanted her to run and play with him and Miss Jenna reminded him that she was blind and needed special care, but he run slowly and last I heard he was telling her where to step and how high to jump and all that. It was great.
Anyway, I just had to write it all down and I wanted to take this time and space to thank everyone who came to our wedding. Thanks so Donna, Audrey and Ginny for making our wedding so special.
See ya next time,
Snuggles............old married man now.....bol


Well, It's Official, My Single Days are Over

January 29th 2007 11:29 am
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Yes, I'm in love with a very pretty pup named Trixie Mae. I've been in love with her for some time now, but it took me awhile to tell her. Then it took even longer for me to get up my nerve to ask her to marry me. But I did and she said yes to we are going to be married. I don't know about the rest of the guys, but I think the planning is supposed to be left up to the woman.....right? I don't know cause I've never been married before, but maybe I'll get my mommy to help me.
Well, that's all for right now diary.........I'll be back later with some more news....


WHAT WAS THAT?????!!!!!!!!!!!!!?

January 15th 2007 8:35 am
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Let me tell you something that I experienced last night. Me and Sadie Pearl were laying on the bed cause mommy and daddy were there watching TV and reading the Sunday paper. I was laying right next to Sadie Pearl and some how I rolled over and was right up against her belly. Well mommy thought this was so cute so her and daddy were extra quite so they wouldn't wake me up. They know that if I woke up and discovered how I was, I'd have a fit and have to move or something. Anyway, I was in dream land dreaming of bones and treats and all of a sudden I felt something. Now, at first I didn't know if I felt it actually or if I dreamed it. But then it happened again. It felt like Sadie Pearl was kicking me in the back. I raised my head up and looked over my shoulder at Sadie but she was sound asleep. While I was looking at her, it happened again. A swift kick right in the back! I jumped up and started sniffing her belly. Mommy started laughing and put her hand on Sadie's belly and felt her babies moving around and there was one that was kicking up a storm. That's what I felt but it scared me so much that I had to get away from her and on the other side of daddy. I don't know how Sadie slept through all that kicking. Mommy and daddy had a good laugh at me though and I guess it was alright cause mommy was so tired but that seemed to brighten up her evening...........bol.
Anyway, I'm gonna be a daddy again in a few days and I can wait. Yes I said CAN. Man when them babies come, I don't hardly get any attention except to be told to stay away from them. Don't mommy and daddy know that I am the one who is the daddy, and they should know that Sadie won't let me get within 10 feet of them babies for at least a week or two.
Anyway, happy day to all.


My Mommy's problems

January 10th 2007 7:26 am
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Well Diary, mommy is having some issues with her bank and her paypal account and now, our dogster subscribtion is in shambles so to speak. Mommy can't figure out why things keep going through her bank account if she or daddy hasn't said it was okay. I know me and Sadie Pearl aren't ordering things on the computer again. That's for sure, we learned our lessons last time! Mommy says she heading to the bank right now to find out what's going on and why a lot of money has been taken out of her account, but until she gets it straightened out, our dogster account won't be the same. I think I'm gonna cry now. I love my dogster and don't want anything to change, but I know mommy will straighten it all out and we'll be on the up and up again.
Anyway, other than that, things are going okay, except when mommy came home this morning, I had destroyed Sadie Pearl's stuffed chicken. It looks like the chicken on that cartoon Bugs Bunny and I tore into him like you wouldn't believe. I did it cause she had one of my squeaky toys and wouldn't give it back. Now mommy, daddy and Sadie Pearl are mad at me. Mommy's mad cause she had to clean it all up, daddy's mad just cause I did it, and Sadie Pearl is mad cause she says she wouldn't have tore anything of mine up. Well, now mommy is making me take my allowance and go get her another one.
She did tell Sadie Pearl that boys will be boys, and Sadie says she hopes she has another litter of all girls this time too.......bol.
Us boys can be bad, I know.
Anyway, until later,

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