You’ve Got A Friend (5 Minute Friday-Song)

Thanks to my friend, Mary who always catches me in pictures.
She loves that I am a ham! 
Every once in awhile I get a song in my head, random. When I do, I just want to listen to it over and over again. For some reason last night, I sat tired and thankful, thinking back on my week and the day. I read a Blog Post which spoke to my heart, somehow…and I started thinking about the gift of good friends. Although I have had my share of all kinds, fairweather, fickle and frightening, I really began pondering the lessons, and amazing gift that God gives in the gems He lavishes us with called friends. I long to be the kind of friend to others that He is to me. But I so fall short. Yet, He is still faithful and gives me friends who truly accept me with all my quirks and shortcomings. Better even still they not only “like me” (Sally Field) they love me. So today I am dedicating this song to all of the sweet friends that God has given me.

Ain’t it good to know, you’ve got a friend?

You can pause the beach sounds at the bottom of the page to listen to James Taylor sing You’ve Got a Friend.

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I Am Your Girl

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I call you friend
because you always come
when I call your name
without fail

You never complain
when I’m busy
or in a tizzy
just smile with your tail

I call you friend
and when I come undone
your soft, wet nose
brings me back 
to feeling human
again.
I call you friend
on you depend
the best welcome home 
I’ve ever known 
with body wagging, 
love not lagging
a joyful reunion daily…
I call you friend and wonder when
you are alone
sleeping by your bone
 are you dreaming of 
romping with me, 
or wandering nose to the ground,
 sniffing off 
on grand adventures unknown?
I lay my head right by your side,
share my deepest secrets
never have to hide…
Eyes look straight through to my heart,
fiercely protective you were, right from the start
from you my friend,
I never want to part

You remain a puppy in my mind always…

I have heard it to be said
that diamonds are a girl’s best friend
but I’ll tell you what I know-
diamonds are only for show
easy come, easy go
dogs reign supreme.

My best friend, pants, wags and barks
is faithful…
worth more
than a trunk of treasure-
beyond measure.

I wouldn’t trade you for the world
Not diamonds,
cash,
 or pearls.
I remain a child in your eyes always…

I look deep into your soul-filled eyes
I see me
and realize
 I am your world
How can I live up to this precious hope?
You are my dog and I am your girl.

© Dawn Paoletta

Linking with:
 dVerse 
Time-Warp Wife
The Extraordinary Ordinary (for the first time! @Just Write)
Rich Faith Rising
The Scoop @ Cedar Hill Ranch (for the first time)
Create with Joy for Wordless Wednesday for Pam’s Picture!
My Daily Walk in His Grace
Blogshe.net

*A few days ago a friend posted this picture of her daughter and dog as she caught them one busy morning and grabbed this great shot. It inspired me to write these words…
for girls and their dogs everywhere.

Bella’s Reminder {Faith Life Preservers – Day 20}

I walk downstairs to my Mom’s cozy Mother-In-Law pad. Bella, her 14 year old black poodle is soundly sleeping. I wake her up to let her out for a bathroom break. Bella shakes her head, and gives me a few affectionate head rubs. It takes her a few minutes to stretch out from the curled up slumber position she had been in on her bed. She cues me her readiness to go outside. She is slow to wake up these days, hard of hearing, slightly blind but a still sweet disposition once she realizes you are there. 
Bella sleeps a lot these days. I wonder what she dreams in those deep slumbering hours. I wonder what doggy adventure she experiences. On her afternoon walks, sometimes she struggles to find her pace. She seems disoriented at times. Then suddenly she will break into her poodle trot as if she is fine. 
My mom likes to let her out on a lead and leash  in the backyard when she is home.
 (The one above is actually not hers- it was a borrowed too big leash from Banjo while we visited for a few minutes in our front yard.) 
Recently I have noticed that I don’t need to put Bella on the leash. After years of routine perhaps she  discovered the truth in Pavlov’s theory for herself and wags her tail in agreement. As I observed Bella on this day, God seemed to want to show me something more than the fact that Bella now walks out, does her business and turns around to come right back in the house. 
I mean let’s give the girl some grace, she is getting up there in doggy years, right?
She no longer seems to notice the grass. 
She used to.
Or the surrounding properties and boundaries. 
Or her ball.
She shuffles back in, 
and only seeks a biscuit for pleasure.
Or duty.
 Bella seems 
fairly oblivious to everything but the most basic things.
I try to spend a bit more affection on her. 
I linger and give her extra pats, rubs and loving words.
 I pondered, how we can be like Bella…
How we can forget the simplest joys and pleasures.
How we grow familiar with that which IS fleeting.
How we need to be reminded that we are loved and cherished 
and not forgotten;
how simple gestures can bring great joy.
How the smallest kindness can be the
 grandest gesture to a needy heart.
Let’s not live our lives like Pavlov’s dogs. 
Let’s not go through the motions of this life.
Let’s not be oblivious to the hearts around us 
that need a bit of encouragement.
Friends your Faith Life Preserver is a reminder to be fully alive. 
Present.
Engaged.
Available to give grace and to receive it. 
Think of it as Bella’s Reminder to you. 
Every dog has their day, friends.
But every day is the Lord’s day
 and we CAN 
rejoice and be glad in it!
31 Days of Faith Life Preservers 
October 1-31, 2012
See all other Faith Life Preserver Posts HERE.

Check out all of the other 
31 Day Topics and Bloggers HERE!

Santa Banjo



This is Banjo. 

He’s in a 2013 calendar contest  for rescued pets.

He  We would love it if you pop over there and vote for him.

We have a nickname for him:

“The Most Interesting Dog In The World”


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Thank You!



The Day He Remembered He Was A Dog

For God did not give us a spirit of timidity, but a spirit of power, of love and of self-discipline. 
1 Timothy 1:7

He is a funny character.
He still growls when my hubby kisses me goodbye.
He makes grunt sounds as if he tries to speak at times. 
He likes to be the center of attention and makes it known in a variety of ways.
He thinks the couch makes a fine bed, although he will settle for his own when told.
He is one happy tail wagging, welcome wagon to his family members when they return home.
He gets along well with the cats and does not eat the bunny, to our great relief.
Sometimes, I wonder if he thinks he is one of us. He looks to us for his cue to where he fits in. 
Like a child at times he competes for attention. He never misses scrap opportunities while I prepare lunches. He believes he should have a taste of everything that we eat. When I walk him at the beach he is uninterested in people, and only has eyes for me. Occasionally he will look at a dog and bark to make sure they know that I am his bone. “Back off”  in doggy language is pretty easy to understand.
Until this one day.
 Something was different.

As we were coming near the end of our beach walk on a chilly afternoon.
He noticed the Piping Plovers. It’s not like they are not always there when we walk, but this time he seemed to be awake to their presence. It was as if someone knocked him upside the head and said, “Duh, hello- see the birds? You are a dog and you should chase those guys!”
But, the leash.
Ah, sweet restraint. 
I sensed his interest. 

Off the leash has led to many, frustrations and altercations.
I looked around. It was cold, and some droplets of rain were falling. The beach was pretty empty.
I paused briefly, as he sought assurance in my face. I let him loose on those birds, knowing full well he did not have a chance. I would have never done it had I thought otherwise. 
What joy I beheld, as he seemed amazingly enthralled with the idea that he should chase these creatures.
At last he remembered who he really was. I was like an overprotective mother hovering over and not trusting that some unleashed beast would suddenly appear and wreak havoc on his joyful moment. 
But the moment was not stolen away from that old pup renewed!
This dog who walks the edges of the shore and runs from the rolling in waves dashed toward those precious plovers, given to the thrill of the chase and hope of a catch. Into the wave kissed shore toward the water; not too deep. Yet. I laughed and felt the pleasure of his moment, with an ever doting presence of my own. 
Always cautious, ever suspicious the moment will be robbed. At last realizing we would enjoy this gift and momentary pleasure together. I leashed him back up as we came to the parking lot. I saw him notice the gathering of sea gulls. He glanced at them, and back at me, eyes pleading approval. I dropped the leash and watched as the gulls easily stole away.
Ah, but the joy of it.
I would not let him be deprived of it.
The fleeting moment, beautiful.
The day he remembered he was a dog.

Friend, God has spontaneous moments of joy prepared for you. He delights in you as you delight in Him and receive from him with thanksgiving each moment fearlessly. Let’s consider embracing all He gives with thanksgiving. Trusting in His goodness. Not expecting to be robbed of it, like I was in the story…suspiciously awaiting the Goliath moment; almost allowing fear to rob the present joy. 
I am learning this…even as I walk the beach with my sweet pup. 
One day at a time. 
Seeing his joy and the way he forgot his fear of the water and waves in the moment reminded me that I too, need to be fearless in embracing the future with my faithful God. 
I need to Fear Less. 
Trust more.
Embrace each moment as a gift from the Giver of good things. 
Shall we run toward the waves, fearlessly?
Will we trust, repenting and fleeing from the sins of doubt and fear of the unknown? 
Will we embrace faith running toward the everlasting arms?
Are you ready? 
On Your Mark- Let’s Go!
We all win, dear one. Of this you can be sure!
I did it at the start of the year…perhaps this is another in my lessons of Less for the year. 
For to the man that pleaseth him God giveth wisdom, and knowledge, and joy...
Ecclesiastes 2:26


Here are the pictures I snapped,  in the order of the story. 
I completely dedicate this writing to my friend Susie and her new fur baby, Layla, in light of the current growing pains the family is experiencing during their adjustment period! 

Be ready for joy in unexpected moments!
Linking up with Bonnie at Faith Barista!

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