I lean down to the dogs today to listen to the message of the Rescue Girls. I believe that God whispers through the dogs sometimes. I also believe that if you stand next to a tree and close your eyes and listen to the wind move the leaves, you can hear the voice of God. I'm sure some would lock me away for this but I like to listen for God. I find God in the smallest of places and the smallest of moments. It is always a joy.
I listen intently tonight and ask for guidance. I hear, "One Day at a Time - watch Vegas" and I am reminded that Vegas does not worry about her next day, her next month, how she is going to get the bills paid, the project done, she simply is in the moment, soaking up the sun or chasing a squirrel.
I hit a dog last night on my way home from work with my car. It had broken its chain and ran out under the back wheel of my car. It did not survive. The dog was loved by a young family with three small children. My heart is breaking wide open.
I lean into Vegas and she kisses me with her big, pink tongue.
It will be ok.
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Buddy
Buddy the black lab. My parent’s older of two black labs. Mom named Buddy shortly after he came to live with us. Why "Buddy" ...
Missy, That must have been a terrible experience. I'm sorry you had to go through it. - Kristin
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ReplyDeleteMy dear friend, this must have been devastating for you and I know you too well to know that you are still experiencing the pain of it all. I'm so sorry this happened and if you need to talk, you know who to call. - Jackie
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