Cloud and babies send Blessings To All !
Cloud is about 1 1/2 years old, the babies are now 7 months old.
Photo #2 is of Charles and little Gwen, now up for adoption. We`are looking for the best ever forever families.
Photo #3 is of the two foster failures...both are boys. They will join their 5 others feline brothers and 3 canine cousins, two human brothers and Mom & Dad! ...a house full of love!!!
There has been a sad update as the foster decided to not adopt. She found out she was pregnat and decided it was too much for her - and I can understand, but it put all the babies in a bad situation. Also learned that they had not been vetted even though we had made all the arrangements and provided $$ for gas. So now we are scrambling to get these babies and Mom to safety...we have i month to make arrangements as she has threatened to take them to SPCA - where they will most likely be killed. We are scrambling!!!!!!! So pray for them all!!
- Glossy 5"x7"
- Printed on high quality HP photo paper.
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"Until one has loved an animal, a part of one’s soul remains unawakened" Anatole France To All
Fur-Baby Lovers:
Animals and God:
The Lord is good to all, Compassionate to every creature. (Psalm 145:9)
Blessed are the merciful, for they will be shown mercy. (Matthew 5:7)
God created all the animals. (Psalm 104).
All animals belong to God. (Psalm 24:1).
"All the animals in the forest are Mine and the cattle on thousands of hills. All the wild birds are Mine and all living things in the fields.” Psalm 50:10,11
God cares for the animals. (1 John 4:16).
Psalm 145:-9-10,13,15-21 God loves all His creation and has made plans for all His children and the lesser creatures to enjoy His eternal Kingdom.
************************************ NO CHARGE FOR LOVE
A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising the 4 pups. And set about nailing it to a post on the edge of his yard. As he was driving the last nail into the post,he felt a tug on his overalls. He looked down into the eyes of a little boy. "Mister," he said, "I want to buy one of your puppies." "Well," said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat of the back of ! his neck, "These puppies come from fine parents and cost a good deal of money." The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then reaching deep into his pocket, he pulled out a handful of change and held it up to the farmer. "I've got thirty-nine cents. Is that enough to take a look?" "Sure," said the farmer, and with that he let out a whistle. Here, Dolly!" he called. Out from the doghouse and down the ramp ran Dolly followed by four little balls of fur. The little boy pressed his face against the chain link fence. His eyes danced with delight. As the dogs made their way to the fence,the little boy noticed something else stirring inside the doghouse. Slowly another little ball appeared, this one noticeably smaller. Down the ramp it slid. Then in a somewhat awkward manner, the little pup began hobbling toward the others,doing its best to catch up.... "I want that one," the little boy said, pointing to the runt. The farmer knelt down at the boy's side and said, "Son, you don't want that puppy. He will never be able to run and play with you like these other dogs would. " With that the little boy stepped back from the fence, reached down, and began rolling up one leg f his trousers. In doing so he revealed a steel brace running down both sides of his leg attaching itself to a specially made shoe. Looking back up at the farmer, he said, "You see sir, I don't run too well myself, and he will need someone who understands. " With tears in his eyes, the farmer reached down and picked up the little pup. Holding it carefully he handed it to the little boy. "How much?" asked the little boy. "No charge," answered the farmer, "There's no charge for love." --- Author Unknown --- ************************************* TREAT ME KINDLY Treat me kindly, my beloved friend, For no heart in all the world is more rateful for kindness than the loving heart of me. Do not break my spirit with a stick, For though I should lick your hand between blows, your patience and understanding will more quickly teach me the things you would have me learn. Speak to me often, For your voice is the world's sweetest music, as you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail when your footsteps fall upon my ears. Please take me inside when it is cold and wet, For I am a domesticated animal, no longer accustomed to the bitter elements. I ask no greater glory than the privilege of sitting at your feet beside the hearth. Keep my pan filled with water, for I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst. Feed me clean food that I may stay well, to romp and play and do your bidding, to walk by your side, and stand ready, willing and able to protect you with my life, should your life be in danger. And, my friend, when I am very old, and I no longer enjoy good health, hearing and good sight, do not make heroic efforts to keep me going. I am not having fun. Please see that my trusting life is taken gently. I shall leave this earth knowing with the last breath I drew, that my fate was always safest in your hand.
--- By Beth Norman Harris 1968
