The first creation of blogging with my furry friends. We want you to know how much GOD loves you and how very special you are to HIM! We look foward to many days of blogging with you.
Andrea and "The Perdue Zoo"

Thursday, August 21, 2014

A Furry Soul

















Last week, my humans took Trouble and I to the mountains for the day. We love traveling and roaming around in God's beautiful creation. Life gets complicated and it does the furry soul good to get away. A stroll through a meadow helps renew and restore us to the creatures God created us to be. It really is that simple when we slow down and focus on the ONE who loves us most.

So, if you are a little cranky or frustrated take walk or a drive. Get out into the beautiful creation around you and focus on the ONE who loves you most. HE is waiting to soothe your soul whether it's furry or not.

Woofs and Wags,

Sitka

Friday, July 11, 2014

Sneaky Snake

Two days ago during our morning stroll I saw Dad grab trouble and run back to the house. My Dad is 71 years old. He doesn't run unless there is a good reason, so I took off running and quickly caught up with he and Trouble. Dad tossed Trouble and I into the florida room and went back to the woods behind the house. It turns out he had seen a large copperhead and didn't want us to get bit. By the time Dad returned to find and eliminate the threat of danger, the snake was gone. Both Mom and Dad have been on the look out, but haven't seen him. Apparently, we have a very "sneaky snake" lurking around. We all hope he finds a new home to lurk around and stays out of our back yard.

We pray all our human and furry friends will stay safe and be on alert for danger. You never know what lurks around the corner on the path you travel. 

Woofs and Wags,
Sitka

Friday, June 13, 2014

Catching Up


















Lately, my humans and I have been very busy. Actually, I've been in a supervisory position. Mom and Dad need a lot of direction as they clean up and clear some of our yard. They do a great job staying on task, but they often forget to take care of themselves. Trouble and I have to bark and howl at them to remind them to rest and stay hydrated. My Dad forgets that he is a senior citizen and Mom thinks she can keep going like the energizer bunny.

Trouble and I are also senior citizens. We try to find a shady spot to supervise from and sometimes it is just too much for Trouble who is 16 years old. He must be well over 100 in doggie years. So, as the moments tick by and we all move a little slower I will try to share my furry wisdom a little more often.

Hope all of my friends, furry and human are enjoying the beautiful spring weather!

Woofs and Wags,
Sitka

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Introducing Griffin


























Today, I'd like to introduce you to my furry friend, Griffin. He shared with me his desire to become a writer. His mom and dad don't know, yet. He's been a little hesitant to share his calling with them. He's still trying to clarify things with God. Mom and I are encouraging him to be all God created him to be. Isn't that really what life's all about?

Since my retirement, I don't get out much, but Griffin sends memo's via mom. We have our ways of communicating and it's beyond most humans comprehension. Fortunately, for Griffin and I we share a human who "gets us" and "gets God!" We are both excited God chose our families very carefully. He knew where we needed to be to fulfill our calling.

So, let's all hear what Griffin has to say:

Hi, my name is Griffin, but my human friend Andrea calls me Griffy. I'm still a youngster and I'm learning lots of things. Sometimes, I can't contain all this bouncy doodle energy and I find myself in a bit of trouble. My friend Sitka assures me I'm not the only one. He says, "Don't let the old dogs fool you. They've been there, too and done their share of stumbling into trouble." I sure hope he's right, cause I've given my humans a lot of cause for concern, lately.

My recent adventure ended with a trip to the doggie emergency room and surgery. You see, I have this obsession with socks. If there is one to be found I will get it and eat it. This was working pretty well for me until this past weekend. You see, these "two" socks got stuck in my tummy. Can we all just say, "OUCH!"

You might be asking, "Why do you eat socks? You know they were on some humans feet?"

I really can't explain it. Thus far, I can't resist there fuzzy temptation. While my humans and even some of my furry friends think it's disgusting. I find them yummy to the tummy. Well, that was until they got stuck. Did I say "OUCH?"

So, here I am asking for prayer. I want to be all God created me to be. I want to be a good furry child and bring peace, love, and comfort to my mommie, daddy, and all those God allows me to meet. And, yes, I'd really like to pursue a career in writing. 


Oodles and bouncy doodles,
Griffin


Saturday, February 22, 2014

SNOW, SNOW, PRAISE GOD FOR SNOW!






















On February 12th God began answering my prayers and as you can see I was quite happy about it. SNOW, SNOW, PRAISE GOD FOR SNOW! Doesn't it make each of you feel good to know God cares about a furry critters prayers? I hope you are each reminded of how much GOD cares for you and wants to hear from you. One of the cool things about God is that he understands every language, even the woofs and howls of an old malamute. After all, he authored all our languages. What an amazing GOD we have......

So, put your furry and human paws together and as mom would say, "storm the heavens in prayer!" Tell Him all those things you can't tell your closest friend. You will not shock Him. He loves you and wants you to feel His loving presence. Once again, if I can embrace the God who created me, so can you.

Me, I'm praying for more snow......

Woofs and Wags,
Sitka

Thursday, February 6, 2014

Just Go With It

















Friends, I need for each of you to put your furry and human paws together and pray for a friend of mine. She is a very private (human) person and doesn't like for people to know her business. So, I'm not gonna tell you her name or where she lives, but I am gonna tell you her business. How's that for furry privacy rules/settings!?! Privacy is very important, but so is prayer! A K-9 prayer warrior's gotta do what he's gotta do!

Well, here goes! My friend is having gall bladder surgery, tomorrow morning. She's not too old, but she's not too young. She is "Big Chicken" when it comes to needles, doctors, and hospital procedures.

Recently, she had another procedure done and my mom went with her. Mom was absolutely NO help at all, but she had taken a  picture of me for my friend to look at and a miracle happened. As long as my friend looks at my picture and talks to me she doesn't loose her human marbles. Well, unless you count the fact that she's talking to me through my picture. I have assured her that GOD has his ways and I can hear her and it really doesn't matter what the humans around her think as long as she stays calm. So, tomorrow my friend will carry my adorable picture with her again and I will help her stay focused while the hospital staff uses those great big needles. God is cool like that!

As you pray for my friend, remember GOD works in ways you humans can't understand. Don't get all weird about it. Just go with it.

Woofs and Wags,

Sitka

Monday, February 3, 2014

Praying For Snow



















Mom and I thought we would awake to another beautiful winter wonderland, but instead we are receiving a winter rinsing. I suppose God thought He should clean off the rest of the snow and messy chemicals those humans put out before giving us more snow. There, I said it. We want snow.

Please God, I'm an old man malamute and I'm begging with furry paws together for a majestically beautiful and deep snow.

Woofs and Wags,

Sitka

Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Snow Day
















We finally got our first real snow for 2014. Although my arthritis doesn't allow me to romp and jump around in it, I am thankful we were blessed with enough for my humans to play in. In the picture above Dad is supervising my human sister as she pushes her son, Elijah and niece, Savannah. Dad says those are his grand-blessings and it's his job to protect them. I am pretty sure my sister can handle it. I think Dad forgets sometimes that she's a grown up.

Little Eli had never been on a sled before and I'm happy to say, "he loved it!" Mom and I have convinced both Savannah and Elijah to love the snow. Now, we just have to work on the new little human God just gave us. Her name is Charley, but she's way to little to come out and play this year.

As little humans go, she's cute and absolutely gorgeous, but she has this issue that seems to run in our family. You see, when we get babies they have this ugly disease called "Colic" and they scream a lot. Mom told me it's because their tummies hurt real bad. Looks like to me some human would have found a way to fix that disease by now, but what do I know. I'm just a dog.

I understand the bitter cold is everywhere and some humans must get out and drive in it. If you are one of those humans, be safe! I am genuinely concerned, but I also don't want to lose any readers. Not just everybody reads and understands dog/malamute!

Woofs and Wags,
Sitka

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Fetch Mom, Fetch



Okay, this isn't a photo of what's going on in our bedroom, but it's the only photo I could find of Mom to use. Mom has taught me many things over the years and tonight I thought I would change it up a bit. It's time for Mom to learn a few tricks.

So, while Mom was trying to read I started throwing my big red squeaky ball and barking at her to go get it. She looked at me like I was crazy. I kept throwing it....looking at her and barking. Finally, she said, "I taught you to fetch. I'm suppose to throw the ball and you are suppose to get it."

I woofed and I wagged. I howled in my native tongue and she still refuses to fetch the ball.

Can you guys believe it? I've been fetching balls for my mom and dad since I was 3 months old. That's almost NINE years and she refuses to play the game she taught me. I'm getting old. She's going to have to start fetching that darn ball when I throw it. I'm not a youngster anymore.

Woofs and Wags,
Sitka

Sunday, January 12, 2014

Celebrating New Life!



















Sorry I haven't been on line in a long time. It's actually Mom's fault. She's been too busy and on some days too stressed out. We've been trying to work on Mom's issues, but it's a big job. We've discussed her weaknesses before. She is trying and with God's help she will continue to keep moving forward.

Instead of dwelling on the negatives in this life, I prefer to celebrate. Mom and Dad are the proud grandparents of grandbaby #3. Her name is Charlotte Rose, but we are going to call her Charley. She was born on December 30th, 2013. Isn't she adorable. We think so! Dad says Baby Charley even looks like our human Mom. Isn't that cool?

Okay, so I'm getting old and tired and all this celebrating is wearing me out. I'm off to take a furry nap. Hope to chat with all my faithful followers again, soon.

Woofs and Wags,
Sitka