Barley and Boo Scary

I have been saving this photo shoot with Barley for a funny post, but today I'm going to try and mix humor with serious and blend it all together, to see if I can come up with a point at the end.

Here is Barley ignoring me and the camera despite the fact that I am saying his name oh so sweetly. Oh Barley Bambino Boo... look over here sweet lil puppy PLEASE!!
This morning something really strange happened.  We were rudely awoken by Barley barking like a crazy, ferocious killer that he is NOT!! Then Emma who was already up came running into our room saying that someone very strange was coming to our door.
Mo got up and answered the door only to find a woman who was very clearly in a withdrawal stage of some addiction on the other side of our front door. She proceeded to say that she knew this was a strange request, but did we have any hard alcohol in our house and if we wouldn't mind sharing some with her?

Here is Barley still ignoring me, but now blatantly just being down right RUDE and sticking his tongue out at me!
Mo said we didn't, but decided to give her some money instead. Now, I'm not sure how I feel about it all frankly. Wait. Question...
Why do we say frankly when trying to be frank? I mean, poor Frank.  I have an Uncle Frank, and I wonder if he has ever wished that phrase was changed to use the name Sally? Why don't we ever say,  I'm not sure how I feel about it all sal-laley? Or, To be sally, I just don't like you!! Hmm... Sally Doesn't really work now does it?

Speaking of not WORKING ,Again Barley Bambino Boo not working with me here! Can you see this attitude? It's like he's saying, yeah, I know I'm cute and you want to capture my greatness but good luck with that.
Also,  I would like to point out that another friend has ruined the phrase, "I'm not sure how I feel about that." He said, I'm pretty sure you do know how you feel about that, you know EXACTLY how you feel. And ya know what he's right.
So to be Frank, or Sally, let me just tell you how I really feel about a stranger showing up on my front door asking for a drink just a few days before Christmas .... At first I felt alarmed, and if it weren't for Barley I think I would still be feeling a little scared. Then, I feel deeply saddened by the world we live in. Her addiction reminds me of one of my new favorite phrases that I heard Beth Moore say on her video, "There is NO high, like the MOST HIGH"  Beloved reader that is SO the TRUTH! And finally, I feel grateful. Grateful that My Giant decided to give instead of be cynical. Grateful that we are in a place to give something, anything of those that ask. Grateful that I, and many of my family members have been delivered by the Grace of God from addictions, And Grateful for this guy.