Sam and I went for a hike in the National Forest yesterday. Since it was a beautiful day at a popular spot, the trail was pretty busy. We met several interesting characters along the way, but one of the most interesting was a rather old looking individual that was standing beside the path. As we […]
When you don’t know what to do about something, do the next something you know.
Our dog Charlie died. It is a sad time at the Spruill house, but I knew it was coming. He wouldn’t stay in the fence. He wouldn’t stay on the run. He escaped from most any collar. If he pushed his way out the door, he would take off running, ignoring our calls and whistles.
I hope this post doesn’t sound too “preachy.” It is something that has been on my heart and although I mentioned it in my post about the Haiti trip, I find myself feeling the need to unload my heart just a little bit more. So, here it is. Read or ignore, but at least I have gotten