Lady J

Lover of God, family and country. #CONSERVATIVE

[Wesley Hunt @WesleyHuntTX]

Turn the volume up.
Stand for the nation.
Sing every word.

For the 250th time…
Happy Birthday America. 🇺🇸

[Benny Johnson @bennyjohnson]

Robin Williams’ emotional tribute to the American Flag leaves an entire stadium speechless — then in tears.

Is there a single Hollywood star who would give this performance today?

Total Patriot.

RIP Legend 🇺🇸

[Lady J @truth_at17]

@timburchett Thank you for that. All of us feel like things are spinning out of control now and then, but if God makes a bug's butt light up, what will He do in our lives? He is aware of it all and has a plan.

[Lady J @truth_at17]

Freedom will ring without her.

[Lady J @truth_at17]

@johnnydollar @TheFive @kayleighmcenany @JessicaTarlov @JesseBWatters @DanaPerino @greggutfeld Since CA is against voter ID, maybe we should all go there and vote for Pratt.

[Lady J @truth_at17]

@johnnydollar @TheFive @kayleighmcenany @JessicaTarlov @JesseBWatters @DanaPerino @greggutfeld Jessica said the oversight committee was not allowed access in the ice detention center ...does she mean like they weren't allowed access in to see the conditions for the J6ers?

[Insurrection Barbie @DefiyantlyFree]

I’m sorry I am now a broken record but oh my God I did not have Spencer Pratt, exposing Karen Bass’s entire communist, revolution history during the race for mayor in Los Angeles.

I mean the best part about this is everything he’s saying is completely 100% true.

So if you don’t know who Karen Bass is, you should watch this video and ask yourself why are there so many Democrat politicians training in Cuba before being elected into powerful positions in American public office?

[Lady J @truth_at17]

@4thOfJuly365 Ditto

[Christian Collins @CollinsforTX]

Under Barack Obama, the Iranian regime seized a U.S. Navy boat and detained 10 American sailors.

Under President Trump, the U.S. Navy torpedoed an Iranian warship named after a terrorist.

That’s the difference between a leader who allows his red line to be crossed and one who doesn’t.

[Lady J @truth_at17]

@mikeroweworks He's a national treasure, as are you, Mike.

[Lady J @truth_at17]

@ArmaLite15OU812 Sure did!

[Lady J @truth_at17]

@dogwoodblooms @RealAbs1776 Yay!!!

[Eric Daugherty @EricLDaugh]

🚨 EPIC! While Democrats fume over President Trump’s victory in Venezuela, the people of Latin America are literally DRESSING UP as Trump and dancing

It doesn’t get any better than this 🤣🇺🇸

[Lady J @truth_at17]

@w_terrence Ditto.

[Lady J @truth_at17]

@janninereid1 You can see in her eyes that she really believes it. I feel sorry for people like this that have believed lies and not questioned anything. I pray that the veil is lifted and eyes opened. In the mean time, I bid her farewell.

[Michelle Maxwell ™ @MichelleMaxwell]

The neighbors call the cops on my dad every six months. They think he’s running a fighting ring or flipping pets for profit. For years, I wasn't sure they were wrong.

My father, Frank, is a man of few words and even fewer friends. He lives on a fixed income in a small, weathered house just outside of town. He’s 68, walks with a limp he got in ’71, and spends most of his day in his garage.

But his most controversial habit involves the local animal shelter.

Like clockwork, Dad brings home a dog. Not the cute puppies everyone wants. He picks the "unadoptables." The three-legged pit bulls, the senior labs with gray muzzles, the curs that cower in the corner. For six months, that dog lives like royalty. I’d visit and see Dad hand-feeding them steak scraps, walking them for hours, talking to them in a soft voice he never used with me.

Then, six months later? Gone.

The dog vanishes. No photos, no collar left behind. Just an empty bowl and Dad driving his rusted pickup truck to the shelter to get another one.

"Where’s Barnaby?" I asked last Sunday. Barnaby was a one-eyed Golden Retriever mix he’d had since spring. That dog worshipped the ground Dad walked on.

"Moved on," Dad grunted, staring at his coffee.

"Moved on? Did you sell him, Dad? The neighbors are talking. They say you’re sick."

"Let them talk."

I couldn't take it anymore. I loved Barnaby. The thought of my father selling that sweet soul to some stranger for a few hundred bucks made my stomach turn. So, when I saw him load a bag of high-grade kibble and a new leash into his truck the next morning, I followed him.

I expected him to drive to a breeder or a shady parking lot exchange. Instead, he drove two towns over to a drab apartment complex near the VA hospital.

He pulled up to a ground-floor unit. I watched from my car, phone ready to record evidence, as he knocked on the door.

A young man answered. He couldn't have been older than 25, but he looked 50. He was missing his right arm, and the way he stood—tense, scanning the perimeter—screamed PTSD. I recognized that look. I’d seen it in Dad’s old photos.

Dad didn't say a word. He just whistled.

From the passenger seat of Dad’s truck, a dog jumped out. It wasn't Barnaby. It was "Duke," a German Shepherd he’d had last year. Duke looked incredible. Focused. Calm. He trotted right up to the young man and sat by his left leg, leaning his weight against the boy’s thigh.

The young man crumpled. He fell to his knees, burying his face in Duke’s fur, sobbing. Duke didn't flinch. He just held his ground, anchoring the boy to reality.

Dad handed the young man a thick envelope. Not money—paperwork. Vaccination records. Training logs.

I got out of my car. "Dad?"

He jumped, looking more terrified than I’d ever seen him. He walked me away from the boy, lowering his voice.

"You weren't supposed to see this."

"You trained him," I realized. "You didn't get rid of them. You trained them."

Dad sighed, lighting a cigarette with shaking hands. "A fully trained PTSD service dog costs anywhere from fifteen to thirty thousand dollars. The insurance doesn't cover it. The VA has a waiting list a mile long. These boys... they come home, and they can't sleep, they can't go to the grocery store, they can't breathe."

He looked back at the young man, who was now smiling through tears, throwing a ball for Duke with his left hand.

"I can't give them money," Dad said, his voice cracking. "I don't have any. But I know dogs. And I have time."

"But why the secrecy? Why every six months?"

"Because that’s how long it takes to turn a scared shelter dog into a soldier’s lifeline," he said. "Basic obedience, task training, desensitization. I take the broken dogs nobody wants, and I turn them into the partners these kids need."

"And Barnaby?" I asked, my throat tight.

"Delivered him yesterday to a female marine in Ohio. She hadn't left her house in two years. She went to the park this morning."
🐾 on my ❤️ Please share if this moved you.

[Lady J @truth_at17]

@ScottPresler Ditto

[Benny Johnson @bennyjohnson]

Jeanie chooses forgiveness, not retaliation, after being harassed at Target over her Charlie Kirk shirt.

“Two wrongs don’t make a right. She wronged me, I don’t want to wrong her. I don’t want her to lose her job.”

God bless her 🙏🏻🇺🇸
True patriot.

[Lady J @truth_at17]

@gpatterson828 Yep.