Praise God in the storm...

The dog I dogsit has cancer. She isn't doing well. I keep thinking of Kipling's poem about never giving your heart to a dog to tear. I hesitated to give my heart to this precious creature, but how could I resist? She's a sweet, gentle soul. She taught me about unconditional love as only animals do.

I anticipate my fur baby waiting on the other side to greet her when her time comes. R.I.P. Terra.

I thank God for dogs.