Saturday, January 7, 2017

Praising God in the storm

The dog I dogsit had cancer. Last Thursday, she wasn't doing well. I keep thinking of Kipling's poem about never giving your heart to a dog to tear. I hesitated to give my heart to this precious creature, but how could I resist? She's a sweet, gentle soul. She taught me about unconditional love as only animals do. I've no regrets, except maybe I wish I'd given my heart sooner.
I woke Friday morning knowing my fur-baby greeted her on the other side.
Thank God for dogs. I hope the next fur-baby isn't too long in coming.


  1. So sad that this one passed away, too, but dogs sure are wonderful. They love so completely.