MMMM – Thanks Nana!

Nana came and saw me Saturday.  She even brought me a gift.  I *knew* it was for me.  I was so happy to see her… and my gift.  Four pounds of happiness is in that container.  I love it when nana visits.

I was cute for her too.  I laid down at her feet and she rubbed my belly, back and my ears.  I love it when people rub my ears.  It’s one of those places that people forget about.  She asked mom if this was what I do.  Yep, I’m a pig.  I eat, sleep, use the bathroom and lay around.  It’s what I do. 

When nana left, I used my snout and pushed my animal crackers all over the house, up and down the hall.  I was trying to hide it in my room so I could get into it later on that night but mom caught me.  Darn it – I was that close too.

I bet you didn’t know I liked animal crackers, huh?  There’s not much I don’t like – LOL.  I usually get a few during my snack times throughout the day.  If you didn’t know it by now, you should.  My belly gives me away *every* time.  If you want me to do something, use food.  If you want to train me with something, use food.  Food is the highway to my belly.  I can’t help it.  This is how mommy has trained me to do a lot of things around the house. 

And do you know, I even caught mommy eating one of my animal crackers?!  It’s okay cause I don’t mind sharing with her.  She shares food with me all of the time. 

Do you like animal crackers?  Which animal do you like the most?  I love the ones that are shaped like elephants…. or maybe the giraffe or horse or lion or maybe its the zebra.  Okay – I like them all 🙂

Oh, and can you believe that when mom was younger, nana used to buy her some as well.  Of course, the packaging looked a little bit different.  Do you remember these –

THANKS NANA FOR MY ANIMAL CRACKERS –

 

Don’t Forget Your Veterans!

Don’t forget to thank a veteran!  We live due to veterans fighting for our freedom.  They are much appreciated, not just today, but everyday!

My country,’ tis of thee,
sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing;
land where my fathers died,
land of the pilgrims’ pride,
from every mountainside let freedom ring! 

My native country, thee,
land of the noble free, thy name I love;
I love thy rocks and rills,
thy woods and templed hills;
my heart with rapture thrills, like that above. 

Let music swell the breeze,
and ring from all the trees sweet freedom’s song;
let mortal tongues awake;
let all that breathe partake;
let rocks their silence break, the sound prolong.

Our fathers’ God, to thee,
author of liberty, to thee we sing;
long may our land be bright
with freedom’s holy light;
protect us by thy might, great God, our King.