Well look at that here it is March almost a year and I am still alive so I thank God for that and also thank him for all the wonderful blessings he has given me. I am not sure but this last poison or treatment seems to allow my hair to grow it is currently a light shadow but it is comming out and I have whiskers that need to be shaved at least every other day so life is good. I will still have to wait until Wednesday until I have results from this treatment but I am leaving it in Gods hands.
When we got home tonight the dog Riley smelled like a skunk so he is relegated to the outside until further notice and no I am not going to wash him in tomato juice. If anything I will drink the tomato juice if we had any. From the looks of the roads this will be a good year for skunks about every 2 miles is a dead skunk on the highway.
Sharen and I just watched the movie called Hopscotch with Walter Mathew I think she got it at a garage sale but I would recommend it as a good comedy not real heavy but nice an light. As it turns out that is my style and I am glad. I am yawning and need to go to bed so I will sign off for tonight.
Please keep Sharen and myself in your prayers and may God bless you and yours.
I praise God for your tesimony, Ralph. From where you're at it may not seem that significant, but the lives you're influencing for God may never be known to you (this side of heaven), but God has to be pleased, and I'm sure He's using you.
ReplyDeletePraying with you!
Donna
tomorrow's going to be a good day, ralph and sharen. i'll be awaiting your blog entry. we're thinking of you more than you can imagine.
ReplyDeletepoolboy says, "the best of thoughts are coming your way for your positive results. and i need someone to bait my hook at camp this spring".
dumb waiter, I could be wrong, but I do not think that silverralph believes in baiting hooks. I seem to remember as a kid that we always had to bait our own hooks. In fact, I don't even thinks he believes in bringing home fish...I have a very clear memory (that I did not imagine) of fishing on little penny with my sisters and silverralph. We had actually caught some fish--a rarity--and were keeping them on a stringer, or in a bucket, or something connected to the side of the row boat. silverralph was rowing around the lake when suddenly the ore somehow caught the fish holder and unhooked it. The fish swam away with the container--or sunk, do fish sink? and we were left with no proof of our fishing effort.
ReplyDeleteI believe that the whole tomato juice thing is that you turn it into bloody marys and then you don't care that your dog smells like skunk.
ReplyDeleteGodspeed!