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Sept. 15, 2003 Herald Journal
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Of new puppies and sticky kitchens . . .


We recently went out and bought two new puppies for our children.

Yes, they're wiener dogs (miniature daschunds), straight from South Dakota!

Many of you know that we already own a daschund.

Personality wise, he's kind of like an old man.

Right now, he's acting the puppies are the Guests Who Will Never Leave, and I generally refer to the puppies as brats, on his behalf.

The puppies bug him all the time, being full of spice and vinegar. He's been caught playing with them every so often, too.

Buster is the brown one, and Rocky is the dapple (multi colored one). I think we were thinking of the Dairy Queen when we named them.

Buster's ears are so long that they dangle in the water bowl.

They're all males. We've got an overabundance of testosterone.

It's been the potty patrol ever since, although they've been doing pretty good, for being daschunds.

Daschunds are not known for being easy to potty train, although they are extremely intelligent.

These daschunds are also sweet natured and patient, which are not daschund traits, either.

I think it must be from being around children a lot when they are young.

For those who might be interested, we ended up returning our German Shepherd, Dixie, to the breeder.

No one spent time with Dixie and she would jump on the kids, clawing them up, the few times the kids tried to play with her (she was lonely).

A sticky kitchen

I gave my first crack at making fresh jam recently.

A few minor burns and soupy jellies later, I ended up with some nice stuff: blueberry jelly, strawberry jam, grape, raspberry, and even pear jelly. I even made salsa with three kinds of peppers, garlic and onion, and some tomato jars with the same kind of ingredients.

The strawberry never worked out. I tried it twice. The official version is called "Strawberry Sauce."

Stop being stubborn

I heard a story quite some time ago about a man who wanted God to answer prayer.

The area he was in flooded, and he prayed that God would rescue him from the flood.

The flood got worse.

Another man came by in a canoe, asking to help, but the guy said "No. God will save me." And he prayed harder.

Another person came by in a raft, asking if the man wanted a lift.

The man said "No. God will save me."

Finally, the flood got so bad that the man clung to the chimney on his roof because the water was rising.

A third person came by in a life boat, asking the man if he wanted a lift.

The man declined, saying that God would answer his prayer and save him from the flood.

The flood overtook him and he drowned.

Once in heaven, the man asked God why He didn't rescue him from the flood.

God said "I sent you a canoe, raft and lifeboat to rescue you. What else did you want?"

My point is that we can be instruments of God's will if we'd only let Him do His work and stop being stubborn.

Also, remember that being a Christian isn't a person who simply does good things.

It's a person who does good things (gives mercy when we don't have to, forgives even though we don't feel like it, tries to set an example of Godly living) ­ but who also believes that Jesus Christ is the son of God, who paid the debt for our sins.

As a side note, good works are only a by product of being Christian, not the way we get into Heaven. But you knew that.

"Be ye doers of the word and not hearers only, deceiving your own selves." James 1:22.

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