August 19, 2020

White Dog and the Army gathered around me this morning before coffee time. “Momma,” she asked me, “Can you tell us Pearl’s story? We all felt her spirit leave us last night to go find her babies. Tell us, please so we can light a candle and ask the Universe to reunite them.”

I was moved by The White Dog Army and their compassion. So I began.(Click Pearl's Story to listen).

After, when we were preparing this blog, White Dog and Steve came to me and asked if they could "experiment" with some new AI software that they had just gotten and were trying to learn. "Instead of our followers seeing your words, momma, they would hear them!" WD explained. "It would not be your voice but the program reads the words written in a voice we can choose and it would be like hearing the story you told along with us." "You are asking a lot of the momma who for years handwrote the blog in a paper journal before typing it into Blogger," I laughed. "But in the interest of learning you may try. Mind you, this blog is not going to switch over forever." They both nodded their understanding. Of course the interface with Google was not as easy and Steve and White Dog forced them to work around Blogger's quirks. This is the result of their labors.