Thanks for commenting! Mary, yours certainly did make me laugh out loud, twice, in fact. For all kinds of reasons I'll, at this time, refrain from expounding on the church sign. Mostly because I don't have time, but also because I'd like for all of my friends and loved ones to keep coming back here and reading my ramblings.

 

Much has happened since I last have posted. Since I've sort of overtaken my good friend Jonny's house, I'm going to try to be brief. Friday I decided I was going to drive down to Orlando in the early AM to take Juliette and White Puppy to a no-kill shelter that actually had room down there. Friday afternoon a lady from Pensacola called me. She had gotten my number from the Pensacola Humane Society and said she was interested in one or both of my dogs. So I changed my plans and decided to drive to Pensacola on Saturday instead. We talked for a bit about Juliette and White Puppy, their ages, their breeds, their dispositions, etc. Then Saturday morning, around 9:30 AM she calls me and said that she didn't want either of them because she didn't realize how old they were, and she was sure she would have another bad experience with an older dog. I was pretty steamed. Then my Dad and Phyllis came over to pick up the few rubbermaid bins that contain all of my earthly possessions. While we were in their rented van going back to my trailer to get the bins and leave, my phone rang. It was a wonderfully nice lady who runs a small-scale animal rescue in Chipley, FL. (Close to Graceville and Dothan, for you non-BCFers) She said she didn't really have room for both dogs, but she could definitely find a place for White Puppy, since she's a Bichon. I then told her that I had some crates, dog food, and other random supplies I could donate to her cause if she could take both of them. Long story short...she came up and met the dogs at my trailer that afternoon, and ended up takin them both. Juliette lives with her at her house (and will be staying there) and White Puppy lives with her sibling. She asked for my email address so she could keep in touch with me, send me updates, etc. AND told me I could have Juliette back when I come back in two years. Isn't the providence of God so thoroughly amazing? I sure think so. And so I didn't have to drive to Orlando, though I certainly wanted to see Bethany, I'm not sure my car would have made it both ways. Another providential circumstance in Bethany's life by the way, she has been in training for her new wonderful job for the past five or six weeks, and if she got sick it would turn into a MAJOR headache for her to make up what she missed. She took the test for her job this past Friday, had to make an 80, and made a 94! Isn't she so amazing?! I know she is. Anyway, she spent all weekend puking, which isn't fun at all, but at least it was after her training was over! God is so remarkable.

 

Also, last night the lady from Chipley called me to ask me a question about Julie, and told me that White Puppy has her very own cat at her new house. Isn't that hilarious, for those of you who know White Puppy personally?? Whenever she would go to work with me, she would spend as much time as possible stalking the cats there. I never could figure out if they intrigued her or if she was waiting for the right moment to have a feast. Anyway, the wonderful lady from Chipley told me that White Puppy and this cat spend ALL their time together, sleep together, etc. and if you try and take the cat away from her, she'll wrap her paws around the cat and pull it back to her. I think that's hilarious!

 

I'm in such a weird transition place right now, by the way. I'm not going to spend much time in Pensacola, because there's really no place for me to stay. And everyone there is so used to me being gone that being there would probably be weird. And being in Graceville, which is where I am now, is fun because I get to see everyone. But I know that my time here is over, or very nearly so. I really am, in all actuality, quite homeless. And it's both kind of depressing but MUCH more exhilarating. Time is winding down now, and I'm looking forward to it, but I sure do wish I could sell my car, preferably yesterday. I need the money desperately. Nonetheless, I am quite confident that all will unfold according to the providence of God, which has certainly worked out far more amazingly so far than I could have even dreamed. So please keep me in your prayers. I've got to run - but in parting, here is the Hebrew phrase of the day:

 

Eifo ha sherutim? (Where is the toilet?)