I can't figure out why the picture won't get larger, oh well. I had to blog about this article I read today, it came out of the Midlothian LIVING magazine written by a lady named Cindy Burch. It was all about the relationship with your dog and how they truly affect your life in a special way. Here is a piece, the piece that made me tear up:
"I truly love dogs and believe when they die, dogs go to heaven. They are the salt of the earth and the best among us--a reflection of God's unconditional love. They are faithful and true to the last beat of their heart. A quote by an unknown author says it best: "If you can resist treating a rich friend better than a poor friend, if you can face the world without lies and deceit, if you can say honestly that deep in your heart you have no prejudice against creed, color, religion or politics, then, my friend, you are almost as good as your dog." (Burch, 2009)
I have the two best dogs, they are always happy to see me every morning and afternoon when I get home from work, they are loving no matter what, they always want to play, get pet, or just sit by me. I love how Buddy wants to lick your face all the time, how he wakes me up in the mornings by laying on my pillow, I love how C'Mere will fetch all day long, follow me all through the house, and no matter what give me those sappy brown eyes that say "please pet me." Buddy prances while C'Mere loves to play, Buddy would rather lay inside and C'Mere could play in the water all day long.
To any dog owner you will understand this post, they are a true reflection of God: UNCONDITIONAL LOVE, no matter how mean you are to them, neglect them, play with them, spank them, forget to feed them, make them sleep on the floor, anything. I asked Dave the other day if he thought C'Mere and Buddy would be in heaven with us when we died and all I can say is how could they not be. Dogs don't have to say anything for us to know what they are thinking, they when we're sick, know when we're sad, know when we're happy, excited, relaxed, etc. They never leave your side.........
Unless your name was Little Bit and a weenie dog that always wanted to run away, we couldn't ever figure out that dog ;)
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