Pee-Mail Galore! by Kate

This morning the crazy human woke up and was in warp speed from the minute her feet hit the ground.  Not sure what got into her, but we're praying it stays with her a while.  For the first time since before "the move," we took our morning walk.  This "move" has confused us greatly.  How could something called a "move" cause the lack of movement from the human.

Missing so many days, we had pee-mail galore to read and then had to reply.  I, Kate, thought my nose was going to turn inside out from sniffing and to be truthful - I think I was dehydrated when we got home because I had so much to say!  Fondue, on the other hand, was so mesmerized by the rabbits that she didn't even drop any gifts for the human.  I was very giving and dropped two very nice gifts for her.  She loves those little bags, so I like to help her fill them up. I'm the good dog at Whitaker Manor!

Amazing Love, Part Two

This picture is hard to make out, but hang in there with me and I will explain.  After processing through my thoughts on scars yesterday, this morning I woke up and this is what I saw.  I was so moved and I had to snap a photo.  I gingerly reached over  to get my phone, carefully set up the shot and quickly snapped the photo.  It's almost a miracle that Kate didn't move because normally if I make the slightest move, she usually gets her eyes on me stat. 

She is sleeping in the wing back chair.  You can see the scar that goes from below her neck to just above her tail.  Besides the miracle of not getting her attention, it is unusual for her to sleep with her back to me.  She is usually facing the other direction.  My day started with the gentle (okay, maybe it was blaring) reminder about my own scars.  It also is a comfort knowing that Kate is comfortable and secure - just as I can be as well.   Not sure what all of this is about, but am enjoying the journey.  Of course, I must admit that I am ready for the next post to be from Fondue or Kate.  Maybe tomorrow's walk will be adventurous.

Amazing Love by The Crazy Human

We've all had crap in our lives. People we've loved and trusted made bad choices, which in turn negatively impacted us. These events in our lives placed scars on our souls and created fear in our hearts. And as humans will do, we allow those scars and fears to impact our choices and at times end up creating more scars and fears to handle. One of the biggest barriers to my believing there was a God that loved me so much that He became flesh and then suffered and died a horrible death as atonement for my sins were the events that created my scars and fears. When the barrier was broken and I believed, I decided to turn those ugly scars into tools that helped others deal with their scars. I went from being the one who covered everything with a scarf to the one who said, "Check this out. I got this scar because of this, but look how nicely it's healed. It is now simply a part of me."

As most of you know, my Kate has a huge scar down her back. She came to the rescue that way and we do not know what happened to her. A veterinary dermatologist told me it looks like a chemical burn. Whatever it is, it had to hurt like the dickens. No matter how it happened, my firm belief is that it was inflicted on her by a human. She was rescued underweight and flea and tick infested. Bottom line, she was not treated well in her previous life.

Fast forward to today. She gets two nutritious meals a day, sleeps on couches, has free reign of the backyard, gets walks when this crazy human isn't too lazy, has her extended adoptive family, and is loved on often every single day. This morning, she was in my lap and I was holding this 60lb dog like a baby, petting her head and talking sweetly to her. She was looking me directly in the eyes and had such a look of contentment married with a great sense of security. Then I pet her on her side and accidentally brushed against her scar - she jumped and her skin rolled. For a moment, she was insecure but quickly came back to contentment and security.

If I were able to be a fly on the wall and see my relationship with God, I think it would look a lot like what I saw this morning with Kate. I often experience contentment and security and then someone touches my scar and I jump. Most of the time I do not rebound as quickly as my canine companion did today. However, I hope that in the future I will since I have seen the situation from a different perspective. As I saw Kate's countenance change, my heart hurt a bit. I believe God must view me the same way at times. "Relax my child. Even though that scar is healed, I've allowed a little feeling to remain so that you won't forget where you came from and where you are now." I know that His love for me is so much greater than what I feel for Kate - and my friends that is unfathomable to me because I sure love that four legged child of mine. Unfathomable it may be, but it is a fact that I embrace and celebrate. Hope you do the same.