Shabby Shy, our cat, is missing his "mommy Dianne"

Shabby relaxing on the deck

Our cat, Shabby Shy, hasn't quite figured out what happened to his "mommy Dianne".

He has been moping around and talking to me a lot over the past few days.  I wish I could understand what he is asking.  I wish he could understand what I am saying.

I wish, Shabby, that I could figure this out myself.

Today, I started listening to one of Dianne's sermons on my computer.  Shabby was nearby... and I could see him perk up and look around... then look at me with a puzzled look... as if to say:  "I hear her... but I don't see her.  Where is she?"

I talk to Shabby a lot lately, and he is a good listener.  Thank you, Shabby, for helping me get through another long day!

And, thank you Lord for this day.  This is the day that the Lord has made... we will rejoice and be glad in it!