Happy Father's Day

I have the best Dad in the entire world. Now I'm not going to argue this point with anybody because I know I'm right. I could give examples of this, but won't. But I do want to pay tribute to my Dad. I miss him today as much as I ever have. A few months after he died, Mom and I were weeding her flower beds. I said something about the empty chair, and she said that sounded like a title of a poem. So I sit down and wrote a poem in tribute to my Dad. Here it is.

THE EMPTY CHAIR

The old chair sits there empty
It says to us “he’s gone.”
He left us all alone here
It was his time to move on.

We all loved to come and visit
And sit right by his chair
Hear his stories and his wisdom
That he always loved to share

The legacy he left behind
Is much more than we can know
So we’ll keep his memory living on
As we continue on and grow

He left three lovely daughters
And a wife he loved so true
We’ll live the way he taught us
In all we say and do

Then there was the grandkids
He welcomed them, each one
Their memories are so special
He made everything so fun

But no matter what he taught us
It was taught with joy and love
So our memories will see us through
Until we join him up above

So when we come and visit
And there sits the empty chair
We’ll remember the good times we had
When Grandpa was sitting there

My New Baby

When I moved back to Vernal I couldn't bring Demona, my dog. Spencer and Amy have three of their own. So Lala agreed to take care of her for me. But about a month ago she got a phone call about a girl with four little baby kitties. Now I should have known better than to go see them. Lala took me so I could tell her no, don't get them. Instead we ended up with four little three-week old kittens to bottle feed.

As soon as I saw Esme I fell in love with her. The mother cat was wild, so the girl had caught the kittens and tried to take them to a shelter in SLC. But they wouldn't take them. When I picked her up she hissed at me. Maybe it was a love-hate relationship. LOL But it didn't take her long to settle down and fall asleep. I thought I'd share pictures of her. She is such a sweetheart. Well, when she's not biting my fingers or nibbling on my toes. She is extremely playful and has learned to sleep in her basket on a blanket instead of in bed with me. But she comes on the bed first thing in the morning to let me know she's awake and wants food in her dish. Oh, and should I mention that she eats Fancy Feast in a pink heart-shaped bowl? Can you say spoiled?

So here she is, my new baby girl: