I was wrong... It could be worse.

Just got word today that my baby didn't make the move. Bonnie and Clyde went to live with some friends during the big evacuation and we all thought they seemed to be doing very well. I'd been over to check on them a few times, but somehow today proved too much for Clyde. For no apparent reason, my friend returned home to find him no longer alive. It was a very long, hard, sad day for all of us, but I'm sure my friend is feeling it, too.

This was my first real dog. Not my brother's or my husband's or my childrens. He was mine. My baby. And he knew it. He had a certain affection for skunks, which I did not understand and I let him know that. But he was the most fun and most loving dog I could ever imagine. He loved being on my lap while I was doing any gardening and loved circling the property with me. He really loved doing anything with me. Morgan had planned to take him to the Fair this year, but we don't even know if Fair will be in our list of opportunities this summer. Our whole lives are just upside down right now. And sad. Very sad.

Good bye, Clyde. We will all miss you so much!!

Time for change

Well, it's pretty hard to believe, but we're being told to expect a flood like no other. I'm hearing things from a 100 year flood to a 1000 year flood. Apparently, it took the Corps of Engineers to actually make it this devastating. Spring floods are a way of life around here; we're used to that. But they way things have been handled in this whole catastrophe is just plain wrong.

But I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, therein to be content.

And so thankful I am. All of my family, pets and belongings are safely on higher ground. Friends have been helping in more ways than I ever could have imagined. Hundreds of people have been to our small towns helping to pack up entire lives and get us moved to safety. My church friends have offered homes for me and my family, along with other friends offering to house my pets. Small town neighbors are now scattered abroad.

It is depressing, but my God is Good. All the time. I'm working through a lot of emotions, but I have to remember. God is Good. All the time.