HOW POOR PEOPLE LIVE

"All of the good things that have come to me have come through my dog." -- Anonymous

Hi my dear friends,

How much longer until Thanksgiving here in the USA? It is in two weeks and I am counting the minutes until then. Not because I'm gonna get turkey on turkey day but because the day after Thanksgiving Day, me and the Mommy are packing it up and going to the country for 3 whole days to visit with Dachsies Rule. I am soooo excited!!! My number ONE favorite thing to do in the whole wide world is to go visiting Roxie, Sammy and Andy. Of course that means that the Mommy will pretty much ignore me, so she can get her Roxie fix every day and so that she and Mary can sit on the front porch or backyard deck and drink coffee and talk. I still haven't figured out what they have to talk about except us doggies.

The Mommy is gonna share a story with you about "How Poor People Live". It's kinda a Texas country story.

One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with tho express purpose of showing him how poor people live.

They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.

On their return from the trip, the father asked his son, "How was the trip?"

'It was great, Dad!'

'Did you see how poor people live?' the father asked.

'Oh yeah', said the son.

'So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?' asked the father.

The son answered:

"I saw that we have one dog and they had four.

We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end.

We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night.

Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon.

We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight.

We have servants who serve us, but they serve others.

We buy food, but they grow theirs.

We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them."

The boy's father was speechless.

Then his son added, 'Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are.'

Isn't perspective a wonderful thing? Makes you wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks for everything we have, instead of worrying about we don't have. Appreciate every single thing you have, especially your friends!!

My SECOND favorite thing in the world is being in the country, where my friends live, with my friends and realizing they are far richer then me and the Mommy will ever be.

Love, kisses & huggies to all......Mona

Ps...the Mommy will post our flower post either tomorrow or Sunday.