Thanks to all of you for your kind words and encouraging comments and everyone's support.

I especially wish to thank Pops, for writing so eloquently and often poignantly about his father's last days.  It has been comforting in this time since mom has gotten sick.  She is steadily declining to the point where I have to decide whether to make the trek to Wisconsin to see her one last time (Which was kind of why her church sent her out here) only to turn around and go back again for a funeral or wait.

Savannah and the miniature poodle, Boston Blacky, have become quite attached to each other.  The other day she sat down with him and took the dog's food, poured it into his water bowl and, spoon in hand, commenced to eat it like cereal.  Until Tabitha caught her and made her quit.

The laptop is still belly-up so updates are not as quick as they were, but there is a man in the church who is a tech and will look at it for me.  Hopefully he can do something.

Remember, the Good Book says, "Thou shalt not take the name of the LORD thy God in vain..."