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A Common Day in My Doggie Life.

9-11....I wasn't even born.

My Mom has told me about a terrible tragedy where many, many lives were lost. She says we should never forget and that we should always pray to honor the lives that were taken in New York, Washington D.C. and Pennsylvania on that horrible day, and the truly indomitable spirit of America we have seen in the days since 9/11/01.

‘MEET ME IN THE STAIRWELL’

You say you will never forget where you were when
you heard the news On September 11, 2001.
Neither will I.

I was on the 110th floor in a smoke filled room
with a man who called his wife to say ‘Good-Bye.’ I
held his fingers steady as he dialed. I gave him the
peace to say, ‘Honey, I am not going to make it, but it
is OK..I am ready to go.’

I was with his wife when he called as she fed
breakfast to their children. I held her up as she
tried to understand his words and as she realized
he wasn’t coming home that night.

I was in the stairwell of the 23rd floor when a
woman cried out to Me for help. ‘I have been
knocking on the door of your heart for 50 years!’ I said.
‘Of course I will show you the way home – only
believe in Me now.’

I was at the base of the building with the Priest
ministering to the injured and devastated souls.
I took him home to tend to his Flock in Heaven. He
heard my voice and answered.

I was on all four of those planes, in every seat,
with every prayer. I was with the crew as they
were overtaken. I was in the very hearts of the
believers there, comforting and assuring them that their
faith has saved them.

I was in Texas , Virginia , California , Michigan , Afghanistan .
I was standing next to you when you heard the terrible news.
Did you sense Me?

I want you to know that I saw every face. I knew
every name – though not all know Me. Some met Me
for the first time on the 86th floor.

Some sought Me with their last breath.
Some couldn’t hear Me calling to them through the
smoke and flames; ‘Come to Me… this way… take
my hand.’ Some chose, for the final time, to ignore Me.
But, I was there.

I did not place you in the Tower that day. You
may not know why, but I do. However, if you were
there in that explosive moment in time, would you have
reached for Me?

Sept. 11, 2001, was not the end of the journey
for you. But someday your journey will end. And I
will be there for you as well. Seek Me now while I may
be found. Then, at any moment, you know you are
‘ready to go.’

I will be in the stairwell of your final moments.

God

Fourth of July!

Happy Anniversary to my Country!!!!!

And Happy 4th of July to my American furiends!!!!

Yes, Diary, it's the Birthday of our loved country, let us celebrate without furgeting all those who sacrifice and even give their live fur us to live in freedom and peace. I Love America!!!!!

The Land of Liberty
by Author Unknown

I love my country's pine-clad hills,
Her thousand bright and gushing rills,
Her sunshine and her storms;
Her rough and rugged rocks, that rear
Their hoary heads high in the air
In wild, fantastic forms.

I love her rivers, deep and wide,
Those mighty streams that seaward glide
To seek the ocean's breast;
Her smiling fields, her pleasant vales,
Her shady dells, her flow'ry dales,
The haunts of peaceful rest.

I love her forests, dark and lone,
For there the wild bird's merry tone
I hear from morn till night;
And there are lovelier flowers, I ween,
Than e'er in Eastern lands were seen,
In varied colors bright.

Her forests and her valleys fair,
Her flowers that scent the morning air--
All have their charms for me;
But more I love my country's name,
Those words that echo deathless fame,
"The Land of Liberty."

GOD BLESS THE USA!!!!!!

A personal close encounter.....

OMG Diary, I've had the most unsual experience of my life...wanna know what happened? ok then, better sit down cos it's kinda weird my furiend. This morning, as usual, my Mom got up and the furst thing she did was help me get my harness on so I could go out to the backyard to do my business. Well, Mommy was so sleepy she was taking longer than usual, "hurry up Mom....I gotta go, gotta go....", she finally found her slippers and hooked my leash on, then...."the keys?...where are the keys?....", "OMD!!!!!!...hury up Mom"... It was pretty early and the sun was just starting to show. Finally the keys, and out we went....I usually go under the bushes (a guys needs some privacy you know....), so there I went, and all of the sudden when I just got to raise my paw....yikes!!!! a pair of dark eyes right in front of me......."Mommmm!!!!!!!, there's SOMETHING watching me....I think it could be an alien"....My Mom finally opened her eyes, I think she was sleepwalking, and saw it too, she was speechless and pulled on me real hard...."OMG Brandy, leave it alone, let's get back inside, it might not be friendly" , "but Mom I would love to get a good sniff of an alien", "No, no, Brandy, come on leave it alone"and she just dragged me inside......

Geeesh Mom, I lost the opportunity of communicating with an extraterrestial creature...can you believe this Diary? My Mommy's so paranoic, what did you say? oh you wanna know how the creature looked like? just a second pal, I got Mom's camera and took him a picture thru the backyard window, here take a good look of an ALIEN, you might never get the chance of seeing one face to face like I did:

Mr. Possum's in my backyard...

Now, what do ya think? Weird right?....