The Best Part About Owning A Dog...
... is the way he will come over to see me,
for no reason, just to let me know I'm
important to him
... is the way he is always ready to lick the
jelly off my nose...
... is the way he looks into my eyes and finds
contentment in simply being near me
... is the way he will run all over the yard,
fetch a soggy tennis ball and bring it back
to me as if to say "look mom, it's all have,
but it's yours
... is the way he wakes me up in the morning by pushing
his cold wet nose in my ear and snuffing loudly
... is the way he shreds toilet paper all over the house,
because it's fun even though he knows he shouldn't
... is the way he's sure he can catch the ducks in the
... is the way he comes over to me when he is sad
... is the way he wedges himself near me when I am sad and
push all others away, to console me with his love
... is the way he pounces on crickets in the backyard
... is the way he looks perplexed when they escape
... is the way he is terrified of the evil pink hula hoop
... is the way he doesn't mind how much of that horrid
perfume I'm wearing just because it was a gift from
my relative who's visiting
... is the way he doesn't care about bad hair day or
... is the way he loves you, even when you are impatient
with him and have no time this morning for a game
... is the way his coat feels like liquid silk under
... is the way he finds wisdom beyond words
Last week, it was discovered that my dog has a cancerous tumor. She's scheduled for surgery today, and I'll be bringing her into my wonderful vet this morning. I don't have room in my brain to think about anything else.
Puppy prayers welcome.