"Murphy's Law" - Then There's My Murphy - edited

I just read something that spoke of Murphy's Law, which is "If anything can go wrong, it will.  I've lots that can go wrong and which have.  Some things never go wrong when based in the heart and that was when I decided to let my dog Luci be bred.  I will never regret my decision on this, for my love and the little dog's affection could never go wrong.

My Murphy.  She is the Law (laid dawn law) around here.

I Can Now Say, "Come on, Come on, I Dare You?  I'll Pulverize You"

 Here she is at 5 weeks old, an amazing animal among all her siblings.  The biggest born, crawling immediately after her arrival into this world: she has yet to slow down.  First at the feeding trough (what a little Miss Piggy) Swallows every bite whole; seems this is harmful but she has to do something so to get her every bit  + the  5 others' bites.  She will take a bite from another's mouth without a qualm. What a little bulldozer she is at every meal.  No wonder she weighs more than her mama already and not quite four months old.  She is the one to start a game of chase or out to investigate this big space. Ripples with muscles and still so very young.  Her wavy locks change almost daily.  She makes me want to dance!

 Trying out different names very soon, I spoke "Murphy" couple times and away she went with It.  Very sharp little animal BUT becoming a problem as an escape artist.

Two months ago, I said "soon they will be too big to slither through that fence.  Well, was I mistaken! She and her sister still easily escape and follow the dachshund, Choco, as he saunters about outside the fence.  She has actually the strength to spread the wiring  to accommodate her growing size.  I worry for the highway is right here in front.  Oh no, Murphy's Law.

My Murphy could be on the stage. She's a real show dog. The most perfect stance she has.  She's very outgoing and will chase and attack the biggest of the pack.  A little bully even, at times.  So Murphy can and is taking care of herself well.  Hopefully, nothing ever goes wrong for her.  I love her to pieces!  Along with all the rest of my animals.

 How in the world can I make a decision to let some of my family go, although it has become a burden for me now, trying to keep up with them.

Ha, ha, ha,
I love it when their bedtime comes.  So nice and quiet around here then. :)

  

Poster on My Wall

                                                WHERE ALL THINK

                                                  ALIKE, NO ONE

                                              THINKS VERY MUCH
                                     
                                                 compliments of Hamilton Bank 1980


I had a sheaf of posters way back then, some funny, some profound.  Today I'm clearing out Stuff.  Enough is enough, I have finally said to myself.  I must be one of the worst of pack rats, though only because there's never enough time to keep up/organize stuff as I went along, too much on my plate of the moment.  Ha ha ha,  I've always been a busy girl, poking my fingers into all types of projects. Back in the 'good old days' I would hit the housework running, have everything in immaculate order and a pot of soup bubbling on the stove and READY by noon! A Project begins i.e..making  a dress or 2 or even 3.  By morning one could see the tools and fabrics accumulating, scraps  on the floor and thereabout.  The more I delved into my sewing the more clutter accumulated and the I'll tell you, for two solid weeks on a sewing project finally bowled me over with the fact that I need to do some housework!  Ah, such is my life.  I put aside everything when I get the notion to create.  Today I'm faced with all the STUFF and chaotic non-organized mess. My bones (having almost quit working) is a critical factor today against making much progress.

So, the words of the poster are fact; what if everyone thought and did as I?  I'll tell you, it would be a disaster, a chaotic mess of a world to exist in.  

Hillary's Stance 10 Years Ago

http://dailycaller.com/2016/09/29/flashback-10-years-ago-today-hillary-voted-for-a-massive-border-fence/

Highlight and link to the above short video.  Ah, how fallible mankind's memory.

It's The Same Sad Story

34 years later.

Some say that God has approved of their mob
Esteeming their purposes alone
Choosing sides with a definite pride
And taking their cause for His own

Everybody loves a holy war
Draw the line and claim divine assistance
Slay the ones who show the most resistance
Everybody loves a holy war

Many's the man with the iron hand
Supposing his own thoughts to be Divine
He will break any bond -
'cause the other man's always wrong
It's a handy excuse for his crimes

Everybody loves a holy war
Draw the line and claim divine protection
Kill the ones who show the most objection
Everybody loves a holy war

Dissident cries are met with cold eyes
And treatment the devil would get
Righteousness and truth
can be weapons in the hands of fools
While innocents go to their deaths

Everybody loves a holy war
Draw the line and claim divine assistance
Slay the ones who show the most resistance
Everybody loves a holy war

....Everybody Loves a Holy War
Written by Mark Heard
© 1982 Bug 'n Bear Music ASCAP

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Don't you too feel it is time we begin to work for a peaceful existence?  Inform your leaders; they seem not to know how to bring this about.  Our children are fodder for the cash cows

My "Babies"

Ernie after Ernest the Borgie -  his eyebrows. See?

                                         

Ms. Murphy here. Hello.

"Where's my sweater?  It's cold out here"

Mama Luci and Papa Sam, Yorkshire and toy Poodle

I've got my hands full! Four babies I have, 8 weeks old and running my world they are.  This situation was unplanned, believe me.  Sam only weighs 2 1/2 pounds ....but he moves fast!

Art and Artists

 My life is ruled by the seasons of the weather. Sometimes I dig dirt. Other times I dig art.

The painting is "After the Wake".  A fine artist there.  Local.

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"We Are Running"

"We are running,

running and

time is clocking us

from the edge like an only

daughter.

Our mothers stream before us,

cradling their breasts in their

hands.

Oh pray that what we want

is worth this running,

pray that what we’re running

toward

is what we want."

~ Lucille Clifton