Friday Ramblings // northeast, tx lifestyle and portrait photographer

Hey there everybody! How are y'all? How's your week been? Good? 

That's wonderful; glad to hear it!

Anywho, just wanted to remind you that Thanksgiving is just around the corner. A week from yesterday to be exact. So now is the perfect time to start thinking about all the many things you are thankful for. 

There should be a gazillion. 

Believe me.

 

Even if you've been having a rough time lately. Everything that happens to us is an absolute blessing whether we realize it or not. God pours soooo much grace and mercy out on all of us daily...even if-- no scratch that, in spite of the fact that we don't deserve it. We don't deserve anything but Hell...anything above that is, you guessed it, a blessing! Wow...how often I forget that! For those who are children of God, the blessings will never end. Never...even into eternity. For those who are outside of God, the blessings will end when they do, and they will get what they truly deserve. For eternity. No more mercy. God could choose to take everything away from us at anytime and still be supremely just, so let us be grateful for all things as long as He sees fit to let us be stewards of them.

I'm thinking about making a list of 99 things I'm thankful for, just off the top of my head. That would be a good reminder for me...hmmm...now that I speak of it, if I follow through with such a plan would y'all like to see such a list? 

Well, too bad...I'm gonna post it on Thanksgiving anyways. ;)

By the way, I'm pretty sure that those Indians that exchanged warm-fuzzy-feel-good-friendly-thankful feelings with the Pilgrims at the very first Thanksgiving dinner didn't have blond hair and blue eyes. But I'm pretty sure that they weren't near as cute as these Indians. 

In fact...I'm daring enough to be positive that they couldn't have been even remotely as adorable as this.

Or this. 

Definitely not this.

 

For surely. 

Mmmmm...yummy light :)

Absotively Posolutely.Hunter-Gatherers. Mushrooms anyone?

Gotta keep them headdresses on...they tend to slip.

The real deal Injuns couldn't even have topped this...what do you call this? Vicious? 

Crazed? 

Determined. 

There we go. 

Now, all of you go watch Chocaponus...I mean, Pocahontas. Even if its not entirely historically accurate. Yeah, she wasn't really in love with John Smith in real life. Whoops...you might've added a little bit of Hollywood interpretation there, Disney. ;)

In other news, my dogs like to be photogenic sometimes. I see them sitting angelically beside one another. Actually angels are white shining sinless creatures with firey eyes so I'm pretty sure my dogs have never looked like. [crickets chirping] What was I saying? Oh yeah, sometimes I look outside and see my dogs sitting sweetly beside one another with faces that seem to literally scream "Photo Moment!" I run off...actually its probably more like a jog...alright, we'll settle for brisk walk, fair enough? I grab my camera and by the time I get back I see this. Well they're still close to each other.  But then...

Thanks Daisy. Thank you very much. 

She finds it hilarious. Go figure. 

Did you guys know that I had a pet chinchilla? Me neither.

 Maybe a fruit bat. Yep. Definitely more like a fruit bat.

 It's okay Layla, I feel your pain.

Well, I guess I'll see you all on Thanksgiving...maybe sooner...we'll see. :)

~Through Christ's Love ♥

What's the Difference... {northeast, tx pet photographer}

Between a striped cat bachelor and two basset hound spinsters?


Animals are such agreeable friends - they ask no questions, they pass no criticisms.  ~George Eliot
I have always  been a lover of animals...of any shape or size. Like most little girls, when someone used to ask me what I wanted to be when I grow up, a veterinarian was high on the list...along with a doctor, chef, ballerina, actor, singer, artist, athlete, writer, princess,
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I would like you all to meet three of my pets:


Layla.
 The five-year-old basset hound that we rescued. Her owners were literally going to let her starve. When we first got her she was so thin, we could wrap our fingers around her back, right in front of her hind legs, and we could touch our thumb and pointer finger together! It was soooo sad! She had also been hit by a car and her hip was broken. Long gone are those days . :) She is now officially "hefty" and I  believe she could easily keep up with the fastest greyhound. ;)



Then there's Daisy.
My pink-bellied, dainty little princess. ;) We think that she's 9 years old or so. We found her roaming the streets when she was really young. The vet said she was probably about one. She will love you the minute she sees you and will immediately try to be your best friend. She always sits down when she eats...no exception. And when you feed her scraps (of any size) she will carry it to her bowl, set it inside, and eat it slowly and gracefully...while sitting down. :)



Last (but certainly not least): Murphy.
You met him a bit informally the other day...but informality will simply not do when it comes to the Murph-man. ;) He is an honored war veteran as you can see by the condition of his right eye. He lost the ability to open it completely in the battle of "Death on Brooks Drive" in "The Neighborhood Feline Aggression War."
It was very tragic. But his spirit is still that of twenty two-eyed cats twice his size. ;)



So the differences...well, just to name a few:


The dogs are willing to show love to everyone!
Murphy is a lot more reserved when it comes to PDAs. ;)



Layla and Daisy have these deep, rich, almost copperish but also kinda chocolaty brown eyes. :)

Murphy's are minty green. :)



Layla has big lion paws that look pretty funny at the end of her little legs. ;)



Murphy's paws are little, claws usually retracted, with soft delicate padding underneath. ;)



Daisy is shy when it comes to the camera....

Murphy is a bold little fella. :D



The dogs are alert at any moment, protecting the house against evil doers. (Most of the time...;) )



Murphy is normally asleep on the job.



I'm sure you've noticed that Daisy and Layla's ears are on the longish side of things. ;) A characteristic of being a basset hound of course.
Murphy has pointy triangle ears with tufts of black fur on top.



Murphy gives himself the hourly cat-bath...Layla and Daisy beg for us to spare them from a bath.



So, as you can see....they have their differences...but,
I love 'em all....
My beautiful puppy girls :)

And my dashing little Murph-man. :)

-Through Christ's Love ♥