Lost One Week Now...
Hard to believe they are gone. No more running around the house or yard. No more barking when the neighbor rides his motorcycle. Just silence. A cold silence in the house.
The hardest part for me by far is the weather. We have had storms one day after another. Where are the dogs? Where is Albert and Sally?
My friends let me borrow their dog for a few days. It has been nice, but the sadness remains.
What is weird is since the dogs have been lost, all these job offers have poured in. Talk about mixed guilt! Having the dogs was a real strain on decision making for me right now. My life is anything but settled. Without the dogs, I am free to go. Two job offers required just that.
IF CHRIST HAD A DOG
I wonder if Christ had a dog
Loyal and loving like mine;
With two silky ears, and a nose round and wet,
and eyes brown and tender that shine.
I'm afraid that He hadn't, because I have read
How he prayed in the garden alone,
For all of his friends and disciples had fled,
Even Peter, the one called a 'stone'.
And oh, I am sure that dog
With a heart so tender and warm,
Would never have left Him to suffer alone,
But, creeping right under His arm,
Would have licked those dear fingers in agony clasped,
And counting all favors but loss,
When they took Him away, would have trotted behind
And followed Him quite to the cross.
Gotta love dogs....
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The hardest part for me by far is the weather. We have had storms one day after another. Where are the dogs? Where is Albert and Sally?
My friends let me borrow their dog for a few days. It has been nice, but the sadness remains.
What is weird is since the dogs have been lost, all these job offers have poured in. Talk about mixed guilt! Having the dogs was a real strain on decision making for me right now. My life is anything but settled. Without the dogs, I am free to go. Two job offers required just that.
IF CHRIST HAD A DOG
I wonder if Christ had a dog
Loyal and loving like mine;
With two silky ears, and a nose round and wet,
and eyes brown and tender that shine.
I'm afraid that He hadn't, because I have read
How he prayed in the garden alone,
For all of his friends and disciples had fled,
Even Peter, the one called a 'stone'.
And oh, I am sure that dog
With a heart so tender and warm,
Would never have left Him to suffer alone,
But, creeping right under His arm,
Would have licked those dear fingers in agony clasped,
And counting all favors but loss,
When they took Him away, would have trotted behind
And followed Him quite to the cross.
Gotta love dogs....
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Sun Call...no go
Got a call Sunday afternoon saying both dogs were spotted. I went out and drove/walked in the pouring rain for hours...no go. Again, everyone was super cool. Person that called waited in van with family for over 30 mins until I arrived just to show me the house they spotted the dogs walking. There are very good folks out there!
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Dogs Still LOST
Any irony I am watching LOST reruns. Love this show!!!
I wanted to make a post on the power of women. Since losing the dogs it has almost entirely been women that have lent a helping hand. They have been the ones to call, support, and encourage.
Before moving to TN, I lived in So Calif. I was involved with two rescue groups fostering dogs. Every volunteer was female. If women were not involved, the dogs would all be killed in the shelters. I am still in awe over the care given to each lost, fostered, and adopted dog. It is very humbling actually. If all people had this passion to give and serve, life would be incredible for all!
The first day after the dogs were missing, someone responded to my craigslist Lost & Found ad. As it turns out it was a scammer asking basically for ransom money. I was so upset and angry this clown dragged my hopes for a day I went into Rambo mode and blanketed the town with fliers.
The people I met in this process were amazing. Starting with the park rangers where the dogs were lost to the local town newspaper. When I asked to put up fliers in the local video store, the manager was only too happy to help. Both personal calls I have received came from patrons in this store who saw my flyer walking either in or out of the store.
Even at dinner with good friends the second night the dogs were missing, Leah, my friend's 14yo daughter wanted to go out and look for the dogs after we ate. That was a blast of encouragement only a kid could give--pure and reckless..."Let's go look for them now!"
A man named Ray did call me tonight saying a lab killed a skunk on his lawn yesterday morning. That's Albert for sure! He was mad, but when he went to the local video store, he saw one of my fliers and called. So it isn't a lost cause for "dudes"...just a long way to catch the ladies when it comes to having a heart that cares and the willingness to do something about it.
It's been said many times and in many ways, but it takes a crisis to see people come together and break down social walls. Dogs have this "thing" about them that brings out the best in people like a wonderful common language we all share.
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I wanted to make a post on the power of women. Since losing the dogs it has almost entirely been women that have lent a helping hand. They have been the ones to call, support, and encourage.
Before moving to TN, I lived in So Calif. I was involved with two rescue groups fostering dogs. Every volunteer was female. If women were not involved, the dogs would all be killed in the shelters. I am still in awe over the care given to each lost, fostered, and adopted dog. It is very humbling actually. If all people had this passion to give and serve, life would be incredible for all!
The first day after the dogs were missing, someone responded to my craigslist Lost & Found ad. As it turns out it was a scammer asking basically for ransom money. I was so upset and angry this clown dragged my hopes for a day I went into Rambo mode and blanketed the town with fliers.
The people I met in this process were amazing. Starting with the park rangers where the dogs were lost to the local town newspaper. When I asked to put up fliers in the local video store, the manager was only too happy to help. Both personal calls I have received came from patrons in this store who saw my flyer walking either in or out of the store.
Even at dinner with good friends the second night the dogs were missing, Leah, my friend's 14yo daughter wanted to go out and look for the dogs after we ate. That was a blast of encouragement only a kid could give--pure and reckless..."Let's go look for them now!"
A man named Ray did call me tonight saying a lab killed a skunk on his lawn yesterday morning. That's Albert for sure! He was mad, but when he went to the local video store, he saw one of my fliers and called. So it isn't a lost cause for "dudes"...just a long way to catch the ladies when it comes to having a heart that cares and the willingness to do something about it.
It's been said many times and in many ways, but it takes a crisis to see people come together and break down social walls. Dogs have this "thing" about them that brings out the best in people like a wonderful common language we all share.
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