It was one year ago yesterday that we lost our beloved Casey to cancer. We found out on a Friday and by Tuesday she was gone. She is shown here on the left, she was only seven years old. I learned alot from that experience. First, God certainly blesses us with animals. They give a love that is indescribable, even when they are chewing our shoes (and quilts). Secondly, when you notice any behavior or sense anything out of the ordinary, call your vet and insist on them being seen. Thirdly, God provides always (should have listed that first). We got Max (on right) a year before Casey passed. He was a rescue and came to us very well trained, and eager to please and love. He is eight years old and is a wholloping 100 pounds. He is in a constant state of motion and acts more like a two year old. He keeps us busy, just what we needed. My dear friend Diane let us bury Casey's ashes on her beautiful property in a garden designed especially for her pets. I read two verses that day while Diane planted lilies on her grave. Genesis 1:24 "And God said, "Let the land produce living creatures, according to their kinds: livestock, creatures that move along the ground, and wild animals, each according to it's kind," And it was so." and Ecclesiastes 3:1-4 "There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance." I remember her today and thank the Lord for the gift that she was.