Riveted

While Mark and Calico made the long drive to pick up Mark's mom from the Sacramento airport, Gingham and I watched the Sunday evening sermon at home. After the hymns, prayer, and scripture reading, the pastor began the sermon, and we discovered two members of the fur family had joined our tiny congregation. Both were rapt listeners; one, however, was not courteously quiet. Pastor's sermon was interrupted by intermittent staccato "Ruff!"

I guess he won't be joining us in the actual service anytime soon.