For years, I’ve thought God gave them to us as an earthly demonstration of His love, for us, and an example of how we are to love others: selflessly, limitlessly, holding no grudges, with no ulterior motives, and always welcoming, to the extent of our abilities.
Losing them, Always too soon, leaves a dog-sized hole in our hearts that can never be filled again, but loving another one expands our capacity to love in ways we didn’t think possible.
I read this with tears in my eyes. For almost 40 yrs., we've had anywhere from 2-4 dogs in our home always--currently we have 3. Watching them slow down with age is always sad, knowing we almost always outlast them. Nearly all of our dogs have been rescues so when they live to ripe old ages, we know that we've given them a life they might not have had otherwise. We grieve like we've lost a child when it's "their time," but know they're out of pain. When there's so much ugliness in the world, thank God we have these critters.
Boy does our family identify with this story. Sammy and Meika, from the same womb, together always came to us from a shelter. Unequivocal love for nine years that still burns brightly in memory. Their passing was within a couple of months of each other. Their cremains are on the property. We've had other pets, also loving, but the last two were exceptionally special. We have yet to know a better experience than being greeted by loving dogs after being away what for them seems like forever -- even tho' it was less than an hour.
Dogs wear their heart on the outside. I have had various dogs since I was a young girl and I miss each one of them. In the spring when I was a pre-teen, I was the one that would sit with them and brush out their winter coats. My mom called me the dog whisperer as they were always super chill and patient. Even one time when I had to get porcupine quills out of their face.
For years, I’ve thought God gave them to us as an earthly demonstration of His love, for us, and an example of how we are to love others: selflessly, limitlessly, holding no grudges, with no ulterior motives, and always welcoming, to the extent of our abilities.
Losing them, Always too soon, leaves a dog-sized hole in our hearts that can never be filled again, but loving another one expands our capacity to love in ways we didn’t think possible.
The “Book ends” of life:
God/dog_____dog/God.
I read this with tears in my eyes. For almost 40 yrs., we've had anywhere from 2-4 dogs in our home always--currently we have 3. Watching them slow down with age is always sad, knowing we almost always outlast them. Nearly all of our dogs have been rescues so when they live to ripe old ages, we know that we've given them a life they might not have had otherwise. We grieve like we've lost a child when it's "their time," but know they're out of pain. When there's so much ugliness in the world, thank God we have these critters.
Boy does our family identify with this story. Sammy and Meika, from the same womb, together always came to us from a shelter. Unequivocal love for nine years that still burns brightly in memory. Their passing was within a couple of months of each other. Their cremains are on the property. We've had other pets, also loving, but the last two were exceptionally special. We have yet to know a better experience than being greeted by loving dogs after being away what for them seems like forever -- even tho' it was less than an hour.
Dogs wear their heart on the outside. I have had various dogs since I was a young girl and I miss each one of them. In the spring when I was a pre-teen, I was the one that would sit with them and brush out their winter coats. My mom called me the dog whisperer as they were always super chill and patient. Even one time when I had to get porcupine quills out of their face.
How much was the rent on "lease-free area close to our house in Park City"
Yep. Burned by spell check again. Leash…