tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631802000219417479.post858216059037942331..comments2024-02-23T13:26:17.542-08:00Comments on Shelli's Scribblings: You Get What You GetShelli Littletonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00136640834514348086noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631802000219417479.post-74282381209512085192015-05-07T05:44:24.432-07:002015-05-07T05:44:24.432-07:00Melodie, I love that song! "Saddle up your Ho...Melodie, I love that song! "Saddle up your Horses" ... how fitting for this post. Thank you for sharing it. Life with our Savior ... the best ever! No matter what. :) Shelli Littletonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00136640834514348086noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631802000219417479.post-26216290182009546492015-05-06T16:04:12.245-07:002015-05-06T16:04:12.245-07:00This post got me thinking, Shelli. Thank you. Remi...This post got me thinking, Shelli. Thank you. Reminds me of Stephan Curtis Chapman's "The Great Adventure" when he sings "saddle up your horses..." I just went and listened to it. Love that song. Love life with our Savior! Melodie Beth Harrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01491194906557915679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631802000219417479.post-31997252717803204142015-05-06T12:59:04.333-07:002015-05-06T12:59:04.333-07:00Aw, Terri. We had dogs growing up, but small ones....Aw, Terri. We had dogs growing up, but small ones. Since I've been grown, I've only had one ... a German shepherd. She lived some 13 years. A good dog. The best. But ... I doubt we'll get another one ... allergies in our house, too. We have cats now ... :) <br /><br />I deleted my other comment because it had a mistake in it ... forgot it would leave that silly "delete" indicator. Pooh! :)Shelli Littletonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00136640834514348086noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631802000219417479.post-19550755210292570812015-05-06T12:57:04.951-07:002015-05-06T12:57:04.951-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Shelli Littletonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00136640834514348086noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631802000219417479.post-54259939933109137432015-05-06T11:41:24.312-07:002015-05-06T11:41:24.312-07:00When I was little, I wanted a dog. I'd drool o...When I was little, I wanted a dog. I'd drool over the selection of breeds under "dog" in the World Book Encyclopedia. I think the dalmation was usually my choice. (I loved the movie 101 Dalmations.) We never had a dog. My dad's allergic to them. These days I know many of the neighborhood dogs on my bike route.Terrihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05061067970781919577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631802000219417479.post-41553212709049825032015-05-06T10:17:11.834-07:002015-05-06T10:17:11.834-07:00Aw, Wendy ... your words gave me goose bumps. Run ...Aw, Wendy ... your words gave me goose bumps. Run with the horses. I love the instruments in that song ... oh, they stir my heart.Shelli Littletonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00136640834514348086noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631802000219417479.post-64288588938031901952015-05-06T09:53:55.925-07:002015-05-06T09:53:55.925-07:00Wonderful, wonderful words in your post and in the...Wonderful, wonderful words in your post and in the song. Shelli, I used to pretend I was a horse--so much fun. <3 Now my dream is for my children to "run with the horses ". <br /><br />Blessings & hugs ~ Wendy ❀ Wendy L. Macdonaldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01702077484754964660noreply@blogger.com