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Life for Vern has been different this week. Instead of having free reign over his environment, he has been living in confined spaces and directed with a leash to where he can roam. For the first time in his predictable life, Vern has been taken away from all he recognizes and thrust into a worldContinue reading “Our Predictable Lives”
Vern looked up from his bed, gazed around the room to see who was present, cushioned his head between the bumps in his blanket, and drifted off to sleep. With a sense of peace, the little puppy drifted into a land of slumber filled with other puppies frolicking around him, making him the king ofContinue reading “Entangled in Our Own Power”
Both the seeds and my puppy have their own unique purpose.
Carl and I are very different when it comes to walks. Our little dog absolutely loves to go out into the world and stroll down any path or road near our house. It doesn’t matter how long he and my husband go or even what the temperature is. Just call Carl’s name and follow itContinue reading “A Walk For Faith”
Carl knew that we were leaving. He just wasn’t sure if he would be included in the departure or would be left. To improve his odds of being allowed to join us, he placed his paws in front of him and took a prayer stance. His body was shaking with fear as he waited patientlyContinue reading “Living Between Faith and Fear”
Carl stood at the door waiting for us to call his name to come along on a journey. But today, Carl wasn’t going to be able to come. Instead of joining us for a fun episode of life, the door was shut in his face. How often do we wait at the door of opportunityContinue reading “Slammed Doors”
It was clear what Carl wanted. We were sitting at the breakfast table when Carl placed his paws in my lap. Looking at me with those soulful brown eyes, if he could speak, he would be asking for some of the sausage dish that could be seen on our plates. I pushed his paws offContinue reading “Our Deepest Desire”
Carl stayed put. He didn’t seem in the least bit interested in moving from his bed. He was cold and didn’t want to take a chance at losing the little warmth that his body had generated throughout the night. Little did he know that even though the heat wasn’t working, there was a little fireplaceContinue reading “Staying Put”
Loneliness swept over my little dog like a hurricane swirling onto shore. Carl starred at me as I left the back porch with a look of sure terror. It was clear that he wondered if I would ever come home and if he would be left stranded in the solitude of his existence. So manyContinue reading “Loneliness”