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"

Tuesday, February 24, 2015


*This picture was taken at our church. Mom did not take it. She thinks our pastor (Mike Maxwell) took it last year.

Many of you know we have been enjoying a beautiful winter wonderland. While some humans do not like snow; we love snow in the Perdue Zoo. So, what does snow have to do with my title "Confession?"

Yesterday, while mom and dad were occupied making vegetable soup, doing laundry, and other such human chores I came upstairs to find those yummy peanuts I have been watching dad eat each night. Temptation got the best of me.

Things were going pretty well until I found my head stuck in the large paper grocery bag dad had been using to put the peanut shells in. I was trying to figure out how to get it off without ripping the bag when I heard dad coming. You see I was taking my time in order to leave no evidence. Unfortunately, time was NOT on my side.

Thankfully, Dad has a wonderful sense of humor. He pulled the bag off my head and laughed at me. I considered being mad at dad for laughing at me until I thought about how silly I must have looked with that brown paper bag on my head. Also, dad didn't even fuss at me. I deserved punishment, but I didn't get it. That my friends is what humans call "grace!"

I understand that God gives my humans "grace" a lot. Therefore, my mom and dad have learned to give "grace" to others, human and furry. I'm thankful they are not selfish with "grace" and share it with us furry kids, too.

If "grace" is new to you I will tell you what I think it means. "Grace" is getting love and forgiveness when I don't deserve it. In fact, it is given to me when I'm the biggest furry mess possible. Let's just say my humans and other humans have given out a lot of grace over my almost ten years of life. Otherwise, I'd have likely had a death sentence by now.

If you are wondering about all my furry sins. Well, guess what? I've done my time more than once and I've been forgiven by both humans and God. So, we don't talk about those things anymore. We focus on the positive and the good. I overheard my dad tell mom a few nights ago, "We all have negative things in our past and if we focus on those we will stay in a bad place. At the same time, we all have done good/great things. If we remember those times when God has used us for good we will find healing, peace, and contentment." I don't know about any of you, but I think these are pretty wise words to live by whether you find your head stuck in a bag of peanut shells or something worse.

Since confession is good for the soul. I'm off to take a peaceful furry nap.

Woofs and Wags,


Saturday, January 10, 2015

Sitka-Catching Up

For all of you faithful followers, I'm still kicking my furry paws. In my old age I'm enjoying life. Finally, my parents have organized their world more efficiently around my wants and needs and I am fat and happy. This past Monday they even had a surprise Birthday party for one of their Bible study friends and I supervised. Some of their friends had not met me and were quite shocked at my size. It's not a new scenario; when people meet me for the first time they usually say, "I knew he was big, but I didn't realize how big!" Rather than taking this negatively, I just howl. That's my way of looking at the positives. God made me "big!" There is no need to get a complex about it.

Now you know what's happening in the Perdue Zoo. Trouble (elderly ten pound toy poodle) and I are eating, sleeping, and enjoying the rest of our days. We are both thankful for the life we have and the humans God gave us.

Woofs and Wags,

Monday, November 24, 2014

Thanksgiving Love

Thanksgiving means many things to many people, but I'm a dog and thanksgiving means "Love" to me. This picture is the hands of the humans who chose me, adopted me, gave me a wonderful home, fed me, trained me, and most importantly loved me when I was not lovable. I don't know about you guys, but I am putting my furry paws together and thanking my Heavenly Father for humans who have never given up on me and believe me I have given them plenty of reasons over the last nine years and five months to do so. I am also thankful for a God who created me, loves me, and understands all my weird ways. I may live out the rest of my furry days with arthritis and altered life adjustments, but I 'm thankful to do so with humans who care. 

Over the next few days, let's count our blessings and thank those who love us. Don't forget to thank God. Life may be difficult or painful, but there are always things we can be thankful for if we look hard enough.

Woofs and Wags,

Monday, November 10, 2014

Seasons Are Changing

The seasons are changing again and with each change Trouble (poodle) and I (Sitka/Alaskan Malamute) get a little older. Older comes faster in our furry world than it does for most humans. I suppose God allows us to have shorter and fuller lives with our humans so we can have longer lives in eternity with Him. I understand in heaven everyone gets along and there is no more pain. I love my furry life here on earth, but I must admit "no more arthritis" is sounding pretty good. And, then there is the part about "no more sorrow." I don't know about you guys, but I have trouble comprehending "eternal happiness." That puts new meaning to "Happy, Happy, Happy!" I know it all goes a lot deeper than this, but what if we looked at our earthly lives as preparation for our eternal lives? No offense, but I think we animals do a better job at this than humans. We are more content and it takes less to make us happy. Trouble and I think it's because we are content and happy just to be in the presence of those we love whether few or many. Trouble and I do like to have our breakfast and dinner on time, but we understand there is no shortage of yummy food in heaven and we don't even have to watch or waistline there. So, it sounds like our earthly issues will be taken care of on the other side.

Woofs and Wags,

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Sitka Checking In

To say that lots has been going on in our world would be quite an understatement. Life just keeps happening with humans and furry kids alike. Sickness of humans and furry friends, death of humans and furry friends, and much more.

I/Sitka am getting older. I'm almost ten doggie years old and for a giant breed I suppose that makes me around a 100 human years old. They say wisdom is found in us old guys, but I don't know how much stock you should place in that. What I have come to realize is life is way too short on earth, but thankfully we can look forward to an eternity with our Heavenly Father who created us. I don't know about all of you, but I'm ready to embrace the "no more pain or sorrows" promised when I enter heaven. Arthritis is a big pain, but what's even harder is watching lots of humans struggle and suffer in this life. I don't like it and I thankful God understands that I don't like it.

If life keeps happening I don't know when I will write again, but I will. I just have to wrangle moms laptop a little more often. Let's keep praying for all those who we know are struggling and hurting in both the human and furry world. Each or valued and treasured in the heart of God.

Woofs and Wags,

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,


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,

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,

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,

Saturday, February 22, 2014


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,