One might say the Barnetts have a thing for animals, both domestic and wild.
Upon entering Don and Jane Barnettâ€™s home, I am greeted with the warmth of Christmas. Among the sparkling ribbon and glittering mesh that mark the arrival of the holiday season is Smokey, a rescued cat, draped across the chaise lounge, while a sleekly coated pug, Mallory, nestles on a nearby rug.
Thanksgiving has come and gone and just about everyone I know enjoyed food, fun and fellowship, as dear Thelma Crotts would describe an occasion.
Fort those who don't know Mrs. Crotts, I'll explain. She was the principal at Angie Grant Elementary School for many years. My son Allen was one of her pets, and he naturally adored her.
I never heard her describe any social occasion without including the word "fellowship." It probably resulted from her many years as a preacher's wife. We church folks do a lot of "fellowshipping."