"It is amazing to me--that I do not find my heart all on fire with love to Jesus--when I consider--from what misery I am redeemed; to what happiness I am called; and what a price was paid for my soul! Alas! alas! my guilt and grief are that my thoughts of Jesus are so faint, and so infrequent; and that my commendations of Him are so lamentably cold and disproportionate to what they ought to be!" John Newton
This little furball is my pet, Zebadiah. She (yes, she) is getting old and has mellowed out a lot since her younger days. She's still a little thing; no bigger than a minute. Sadly, my children don't like her. (Please refrain from mean comments about her, kids.) I've had a lot of fun with this little rascal over the years.
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Mellowed? MELLOWED? This cat has ferocious, beady eyes, and a belly that shakes when it laughs like a bowl full of jelly...
biting my tongue....biting my tongue...tongue is starting to hurt...
Betsy - remember who introduced that cat to Mom!
I must do more pennance.
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