Pippen is a teenager now. There have been no pictures in a while, so I thought I would do a little update. He is playful and fun loving, and so easy to train. He is not perfect, mainly because we are not perfect, but we love him. His hair is crazy and as hairy as he is, he doesn't shed (which I am THRILLED about). Our biggest problem is the top of his head. He hates his top knot, but with out it, his hair is in his face. Here you see the hair combed back. After taking the above picture, this is the state his mop returned to. Amazingly, he seems to be able to see and he is much happier.
He is enthralled by my newest project which I was able to cast on this week. I do have a solution: this bag. It has a zipper and can be closed quickly, hiding all of my handiwork from this little bugger.
This is my new project, the Lily Cardigan. Finally, I'm knitting again.
Fall is in the air. It is breezy and cooler. A quick rain storm blew through right after hubby got the yard done and looking pretty. We need desperately need rain, so no complaining, but with a storm like that, there are a million sticks to pick up before he can mow again. Life is like that. You get one thing fixed and another one breaks. You think you have one thing figured out and something goes wrong. You think you found what you were looking for and it disappoints. It is actually a good thing, for it makes us long for heaven, our REAL home.
"Most of us find it very difficult to want “Heaven” at all – except in so far as “Heaven” means meeting again our friends who have died. One reason for this difficulty is that we have not been trained: our whole education tends to fix our minds on this world. Another reason is that when the real want for Heaven is present in us, we do not recognise it. Most people, if they had really learned to look into their own hearts, would know that they do want, and want acutely, something that cannot be had in this world. There are all sorts of things in this world that offer to give it to you, but they never quite keep their promise.” ~ C.S. Lewis