Where's my Shoe?

So I thought today I would not talk about American Idol and talk more about my chocolate children. They are in the dog house today, literally. Remember the pretty flowers I planted on the porch, yeah Banjo and Birdie had so much fun playing with them this morning! The picture below is after I tried to re-pot some of them and Birdie was just so proud! So Anyway I put them both in the dog pen and gave them a time out for the morning. I was able to salvage most of the plants but there are a few that had to be thrown away. Banjo would NEVER do this by himself. I think maybe Birdie dared him? He knew he was in trouble too when I walked outside, he hung his head and tucked his tail and went straight into the dog pen. Birdie came running at me so proud of her accomplishment! ***side note*** We are using the book WaterDog to train Birdie, we used the same one to train Banjo and it's an amazing book. Just like any man would do, Sean went out and bought the video. I actually read the book. The video is better. As with any instructions are, it's easier to see someone doing it then to read what they are doing and try picture it in your head. Banjo isn't fully trained yet. We still have to finish him out, but Sean's been working so much we haven't had the time. Banjo will be in good shape by duck season though. Birdie is too young to train yet. Anyway, the book says we can't get onto her either, she's still not old enough to scold. We have to praise her for everything she does, even if it's wrong, up until she's a certain age. Needless to say I didn't praise her this morning. I was too mad.

Birdie Loves Shoes. This morning I couldn't find one of my boots because she had taken off with it. We don't let her just roam the house but from one minute to the next She'll run into the next bedroom and find something to chew on before you know what's happened. She's sneaky! Banjo never chewed on anything but my box springs. When we moved we stored my box springs and mattress in the garage and he ate a hole in it. That's really all he chewed besides the corner of the boot box and the arms of my father-in-laws expensive reclining lawn chairs. (Sorry Jim) Birdie chews on EVERYTHING. My cow skin rug, the carpet, Banjo, all my shoes, my feet, anything she can fit in her mouth. I think we got one extreme to the next when it came to dogs that chew. She's already chewed all the small cow hides I bought her, all her toys, almost everything in my house has had her sharp little teeth on them. Check out the picture below. As I was leaving my house to go back to work after lunch I was getting into my car and Banjo walked up wanting to play, I wanted to call in and tell them I wasn't coming back to work so bad. Who could resist this pitiful face. I left him there and watched him sit in the driveway, toy in mouth, through my rear view mirror.

So I'm pretty sure I almost got to see something I've always wanted to see but at the same time never want to experience. A Tornado. I was taking a bubble bath reading Breaking Free by Beth Moore. When I got a text message that said "tornado headed your way." I thought to myself "whatever. It's not even windy or stormy." I looked up into the night sky (through the bathroom skylight above the jacuzzi) and the tree above my house wasn't blowing and it wasn't raining. I jumped out of the tub to turn on the news to channel 4 and sure enough Good ol' Mike Francis informed me that a sevier thunderstorm with rotation possibly resulting in a tornado was in Traskwood headed for Haskell and if you lived around exit 114 take shelter Immediately!! Well i live half a mile from exit 114 so I Freaked out, woke Sean up, who was pissed I woke him up grabbed the dogs and ran outside to the porch. I mean I want to see a tornado, but this was a little to close for comfort. I always imagined seeing one miles and miles away, one that couldn't hurt me. Anyway, Sean got off the couch and went to bed grumbling and I sat on the porch with Banjo and Birdie to see if I could watch out for the Tornado. I would seriously rather see it coming and THEN run and hide, rather than to just run and hide and not know when to expect it. Plus, in my trailer crib if we get hit, were gone anyway so hiding in the hallway wouldn't matter one bit. I said a prayer then tried to relax. The next ten minutes were pretty boring and uneventful. I just watched Birdie and Banjo play with their toys and watched it lighting in the distance. The wind picked up just a little and I went back to see what Mike had to say. God answered my prayers and there was no longer threat of a tornado just hail, and boy did it hail. Big marble sized hail. Thank goodness we had no hail damage. Birdie got a big kick out of the hail that landed on the deck though. So my goal of seeing a tornado (in the distance) has yet to have been reached.

So Easter is this weekend. I know a lot of you mom's will think it's a little silly of me but I am really attached to my dogs and very protective. I can't even imagine what I'll be like when I have children. It will be ridiculous. You'll have to pray for my unborn children that they will actually get to live a normal life and not one that keeps them confined in the house with nothing around that could hurt them. As Much as I love my dogs, even though they are dogs, I would never make them go through any harm. I mean I cried when we neutered Banjo because I thought he was in pain. It's really amazing to think that God sacrificed his own Son to be crucified for us. It's amazing that God loves me so much that he let his Son suffer and die upon the cross so that I might have life. So that things would be easier for us. "Us" that are such sinful people, "Us" that has done nothing to receive his honor and mercy and forgiveness, "Us" that has turned our back on him so many times in the past and I'm sure will in the future. God knew everything we were going to do and all the sins we were going to commit, yet he gave his Son so that we might have life through him. It makes me so feel so humbled and loved. My God is a God of love and compassion, My God is a God who will never give me more than I can handle, My God is good, My God is the only GOD! And his Son is just as amazing. He suffered and Died for me so that I can live. He paid the ultimate sacrifice so that someone as insignificant as me could spend eternity with him. Then as if that wasn't enough, he rose from the dead just to prove that he was GOD and that he was the truth. Wow, I'm glad! Happy Easter everyone!