I didn't get much sleep last night. You see, it stormed. Gideon, the valiant Border Collie that I am dog-sitting was scraping to hide between my bed and the wall. When that didn't work, he jumped on my bed. I was in that mode of 'what is going on' because I was sleeping. I let it go on for a while, thinking I would finally just fall asleep. At least an hour went by, it was now 3 am, and I remembered that his 'mom' said to put him in his cage when it stormed. Valiant Gideon was then promptly placed in his cage. Ha. For another hour or so, all I heard were his paws pushing against the door of his cage. So, around 4am, I moved his cage into another room. I lay on my bed, and it starts thundering really loud. Sounds kee
p me up, so by 8am, I hadn't had much sleep.
p me up, so by 8am, I hadn't had much sleep.
But Gideon has become my right-hand man these past couple of days. We eat our meals together, play inside and outside together. I pet the horses, he chases them. I feed the horses lettuce and carrots, Gideon eats their poop. We have morning time with Jesus together. Even when I go to the bathroom, he finds a way to be in there with me. And as I am sitting on my bed, he is sitting on the floor looking up at me, tongue flopping out of his mouth and tail beating a rhythm on the carpet. I love this life.
I have always wanted to be a farmer. Farmer Katie. And today, I sort of felt like one. Sort of. I didn't get up early, and do back-breaking work all day. But, I pet horses, and filled their water container. I fed them, and am becoming closer friends with the male. He waits for me by the fence, and kicks and stomps the ground if I don't come over to him when I'm outside. Ha. I rebuked the dog for trying to scare the horses. I painted. I sat outside and read my Bible as the dog laid on my lap, and in perfect view of the horses and sunset. I drank iced tea. I gave away cucumbers to passers-by. I drove along the count
ry road. And I ate fried chicken at a buffet. I should go to goodwill tomorrow and buy a pair of overalls, and suck on a piece of straw all day. Gideon, too. Gideon and I should have matching overalls, and a black and white photo taken in front of the horses. Haha.
I have always wanted to be a farmer. Farmer Katie. And today, I sort of felt like one. Sort of. I didn't get up early, and do back-breaking work all day. But, I pet horses, and filled their water container. I fed them, and am becoming closer friends with the male. He waits for me by the fence, and kicks and stomps the ground if I don't come over to him when I'm outside. Ha. I rebuked the dog for trying to scare the horses. I painted. I sat outside and read my Bible as the dog laid on my lap, and in perfect view of the horses and sunset. I drank iced tea. I gave away cucumbers to passers-by. I drove along the count
ry road. And I ate fried chicken at a buffet. I should go to goodwill tomorrow and buy a pair of overalls, and suck on a piece of straw all day. Gideon, too. Gideon and I should have matching overalls, and a black and white photo taken in front of the horses. Haha.
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