Helloooooo From Far North Idaho

Can hardly believe it's been almost 2 weeks since my last post. Time goes way too quickly anymore. My sweetheart is down in Arizona once again and says it is SO hot. Being here at home he got a chance to cool off for a while at least. Of course it was the warmest it had been all summer while he was here digging in the ground and moving furniture up a flight of stairs. No one will ever accuse Patrick of being a lazy bones. (That title is reserved for me!) The new pup, Hootie, has made himself at home. (Unfortunately that includes being very comfortable with piddling on the floor when I am not being attentive to him.) Baby Rocket Dog puts up with him hanging off of her face and biting her legs...for just so long, then POW! She'll nail him and he runs for cover. A friend of mine told me that Welsh Terriers are just like badgers. "They take a licking and keep on ticking." I'm beginning to think she is right about that. Hootie (short for Hairy Houdini) will tuck & roll when Baby R.D. does her dive bomber impersonation, then he is right back for more. I must try to get a picture of the shenanigans to post here. While Patrick was home he did more than just work. Took time to enjoy each other and I even made him breakfast in bed twice. Considering I can call a can of tuna (or bowl of ice cream;<) dinner when I am alone up here, that was an effort on my part. Twice we ate at a new place in town called Papa Byrd's and it is a great addition to the dining scene. We also went down to Sandpoint and last Saturday went to an event called a Stand Down put on by Viet Nam Vets and some other veteran groups. Pat served in the Army in Viet Nam, so we checked it out. It was pretty cool actually. There were different tables with all sorts of info and tons of Army surplus. It was a fraternity of sorts, so all the folks there were really friendly. I'm proud of my husband for his contribution to liberty. All the vets deserve our respect. Only those who were/are overseas fighting know the true toll it takes. Let us all keep our soldiers in our prayers. The other big event of last week was July 12/13th which was my 20th born again birthday. The reason I say 12/13th is because I was working the graveyard shift (symbolic of my then dead spirit?) at the power plant when I was saved at approximately 2 a.m. So, I celebrate both days as my rebirth. Praise the Lord for saving a wretch like me!! I will be forever grateful to Jesus for coming into my life and giving me the peace that passes all understanding. Okay friends, I better get back home to check on the little pup. Baby is with me here in the car. Had to give her a break from Hootie too. I'll try to get some good pics to post soon. Blessings on your heads! Because of Him, Cassie