Silky Terriers Give Thanks a poem by Sybil Vaughn November 2005 |
“Come ye thankful people come,” is a nice song lots of our humans sing This time of year as they celebrate thankfulness and love; they bring All those mouth-watering dishes for a magnificent family get-together. Thousands drive or fly over the miles despite any threatening weather. We Silky girls like another song that says “His Eye is On the Sparrow And I know He watches me.” From this lesson we learn as we borrow From the truths taught here of how Jesus cares for all animals as well Our human mommy says we should make a prayer list; to God we tell: Thank you Lord for our human family who are so good to take care of us, For our mommy who gives us cuddles and baths and food without a fuss, For the good things we have to eat even though sometimes we are picky, Thank you that Mommy knows which bad foods that might make us sickly. We are grateful for each other because one Silky might feel very forlorn, For family who come to visit, who pet us and play until we are well worn. We can’t forget Tracy who cuts our hair and toes and makes us look nice, And our vet doctor although, forgive us, we tend to think of him as a vice. We love our baby blankies, pillows, and beds, Mommy’s bed most of all, And toys even if we may chew and eat stuffed animals and the tennis ball. Our house is a nice place; it is cool in the summer and warm in wintertime, We like our yard where we run and play, we think it’s sweet like a rhyme. God you know those delicious bully sticks; thank you that they never run out, And all those wonderful treats that you put in our cabinet to make us stout. We even thank you for those rascal neighbors that make us growl and bark, Especially thanks for good health; goodnight God, we’re sleepy girls; it’s dark. |
| A Few Words of Caution: All we animal lovers always want to share our holidays and our feasts with our furkid family members because after all, they are important to us and we love them. However we do need to keep in mind that their digestive systems cannot tolerate the rich foods we usually enjoy for our holiday meals. At a minimum it causes diarhhea and vomiting, the worst case scenario is pancriitis, which can be fatal. If you want to share your Thanksgiving feast with the pets, give them a small portion of lean turkey with no skin, fat, or bones and take out a small vegetable portion before you add the seasonings and spices. Adding a very small portion to their kibble is a good way to let them share. Also remind your guests that the pets are not to share their food. If you have small children, keep a watchful eye on them around the pets. It's probably a good idea to put the pets in another area when the human feast is served. If you are really adventurous, the turkey loaf recipe is healthy for dogs and almost good enough for them to share with you. |
Turkey Loaf for Dogs 2 pounds ground turkey 1/2 cup cooked mixed vegetables 1 T. garlic powder 1 egg, beaten 1/2 cup barley 1 cup quick cooking oats 1/2 cup canned low-fat gravy Preparation - Grease a 9" loaf pan; set aside. In a large mixing bowl, combine the ground turkey, vegetables, garlic powder, egg, barley and oats. Mix the ingredients together well and place the mixture into the prepared loaf pan. Press the mixture to flatten and level, then use a table knife to cut a few shallow slits on top. Pour the gravy over the loaf and bake to 350° for 1 to 1-1/4 hours or until nicely browned on top. Cool, then cut the loaf into about six slices. Wrap in plastic wrap or foil and store in the refrigerator. To feed - Break the slices into bite-size pieces. Source: http://www.bellaonline.com/articles/art25672.asp |
| Words to Background Music: His Eye Is On The Sparrow Text: Mrs. C. D. Martin Music: Chas. H. Gabriel 1. Why should I feel discouraged? Why should the shaddows come? Why should my heart be lonely and long for heaven and home, When Jesus is my portion? My constant friend is he: His eye is on the sparrow, and I know he watches me. Refrain: I sing because I'm happy, I sing because I'm free, for his eye is on the sparrow, and I know he watches me. 2. "Let not your heart be troubled," his tender word I hear, and resting on his goodness, I lose my doubts and fears; though by the path he leadeth but one step I may see: His eye is on the sparrow, and I know he watches me. (Refrain) 3. Whenever I am tempted, whenever clouds arise, when song gives place to sighing, when hope within me dies; I draw the closer to him, from care he sets me free: His eye is on the sparrow, and I know he watches me. (Refrain) |
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