The beagle-dog is on antibiotics, and much improved over the last 24 hours. (I’d tell you what was wrong with her, but believe me, ignorance is bliss in this case.) Suffice it to say, nothing serious and she’s on the mend. Since she’ll be ten on October 22, and is graying around the muzzle, it’s fair to say Sadie likes to spend a lot of her free time snoozing anyhow. 🙂 She has her frisky side, though–especially if she thinks food may be involved.
I’m so thankful for Dr. Bauer and his wonderful, caring crew, for Joni Bories and the miracles she works with overweight dogs, for Dr. Harari, (I have probably misspelled his name), the gifted and compassionate surgeon who gave Sadie a new knee. Isn’t it a wonderful thing that there are so many different callings, so many different kinds of people out there?
It would certainly be boring–not to mention grossly inefficient–if we all wanted to live in the same place and the same way, do the same job, read the same book. Good heavens, think of the fighting. 🙂
And so God made us both the same and completely unique–like snowflakes.
Only God could pull off a trick like that.
Be blessed. He loves you, and so do I, and we’re going to get through these hard times together, being as we’re pardners and all. I’m a great believer in showing up–I think it’s 98% of the whole game–just turning out with the rest of the team, ready to play if you’re called onto the field, ready to cheer for the home-team if you’re not on the roster that day.
I’m pretty sure Sadie agrees. It’s hard to tell sometimes, since she always wears the same expression. Once in a while, she curls up part of her lip and makes me think of Elvis. The king would probably say she ain’t nothin’ but a hound-dog, but she’s a lot more than that to me, of course.
Have courage. Keep showing up. And above all, be kind.
