We call it “happy cat” when our cats do this to us. It’s a thing that kittens do when they’re nursing–probably why it’s also called “ecstatic kneading.” They only do it if they’re fond of you.
If you thought this might’ve been a stuffed dog, that’s OK: he doesn’t move a muscle until the very end. I guess he’s fond of the cat, too.
We have brothers and sisters in Christ whose names we’ll never know, whom we’ll never meet. But thanks to modern communications, at least we can see and hear them.
Jesus Keep Me Near the Cross–sung by the Voice of Eden, brought to us from India.
Dogs have many different ways of getting up and down the stairs. Belly-surfing is quite popular. (Have any of you tried it? Looks like fun.) So is going up sideways, backwards, or hopping one step at a time. As for going down, well, that’s a little harder. Falling is always an option. I wonder if any of these dogs have ever seen a Slinky go down a flight of stairs.
Phoebe requested Faith of Our Fathers–the real one, with “in spite of dungeon, fire and sword.” I think of the souls waiting below the altar in Revelation 5: 9-11. God will avenge His saints.
This plainsong version is presented by Brother Alphonsus.
This is another worship song by Keith and Kristyn Getty, requested by Susan–May the Peoples Praise You.
I’ve been recycling a lot of my favorite hymns lately, so readers’ hymn requests are much appreciated: they bring in hymns I haven’t heard before. So if you have a hymn request, the ol’ hymn shop’s always open.
Actually, I think that maybe every waking moment is playtime for these two. Otters are well-known for their playfulness, but I don’t know how you acquire one for a pet.
Currently the otter has a slight advantage over the kitten. That’ll change. But I don’t think their friendship will.
After bumming myself out on the nooze, and on comments by persons whose worldly wisdom moves them to surrender to the wicked and ungodly–and a thunder and hail storm, on top of it–this hymn marched into my mind and wouldn’t let up: and I had to have it.
Guide Us, O Thou Great Jehovah (Cwm Rhondda in Welsh), sung by choir and congregation at the Tabernacle Welsh Baptist Church–sing it loud, sing it loud!
For God is nigh.
I was hoping for some hymn requests, and we have this one from Susan: O Church Arise, by Keith and Kristyn Getty with an assist from Chris Tomlin. Inspired by Isaiah Chapter 60, “Arise, shine, for thy light has come.”
We like to start each blogging day with a hymn, so we’ll have done at least one thing right that day. Today’s hymn: Victory in Jesus, sung by Burl Ives.
I keep hearing about pit bulls who adopt kittens, baby chicks… and now baby raccoons. How did these dogs ever get such a fearsome reputation? They’re obviously quite good-hearted.
As for the baby raccoons–well, if it was me, I couldn’t send them into the wilderness. These little guys are much too tame for that.
Jean-Pierre Hallet–remember him? Congo Kitabu–said that just about any animal will respond to love and care: and to prove it, tamed a rhinoceros. And now we know that rhinos raised in zoos by humans (in addition to their real mothers) learn to be friendly and playful.
Ah, you should’ve seen my iguana! Like a good dog disguised as a lizard.