A mythical destination deep in the heart of Texas, where dreamers dream big and cattle dogs run free.
posted by zorra at 4:59 PM
I am (among other things) a wife, friend, dog mama, native Southerner, naturalized Texan, clinical psychologist, Presbyterian elder, and amateur theologian. My favorite activity is just hanging out with the Scientist, my husband of 27 years, and our new friend Riley, the Cajun cattle dog. We cherish the memory of our other beloved cattle dogs, Zorra (for whom the Ranch is named) and Amie, who are now running free.
10 Comments:
~shaking head in dismay~
uhm...yeah.....
that just made me chuckle - i thought it was king of pop - promotion or demotion?!
Oy.
wow. just wow.
now wait one minute, lets set a precedent here and have all memorial services be "fit for the prince of peace"
In Michael Jackson's case, if he is a prince of anything, it is not peace. And it is not anything wholesome.
Geez.
what quotidian grace said.
What PG said.
Oh sheesh, this Michael Jackson stuff is so over the top.
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