We have a dog. I've always liked dogs but having been bit by one as a small child, I've also always been a little skittish with them. Our little dog's name is Pebbles. She's been part of the family now for about 4 years. Just before she became part of the family, I had prayed for a small dog. I wanted a dog because at the time I wanted something who would love me all the time. I was feeling pretty low so this thought appealed to me.
She's not really "my" dog. She is our daughter's dog. Nevertheless, she loves me. She proved that she loved me when I wasn't "feelin' the love" from any one else. I was sitting on the couch crying. I was feeling pretty low. I don't remember why now, but I was telling Pebbles I should just get a small trailer and a dog and live alone. Obviously I didn't mean it. But that was how I felt at the time. As my tears kept streaming down my face, Pebbles was right there. She was licking me and trying her best to comfort me. So much love from a little chihuahua. Next thing I knew, Pebbles was crying along with me. Seriously, tears were coming down her little face as well.
Today I watched Pebbles. Her owner, my daughter, had just brought her in from a short walk before going to work. Pebbles is totally devoted to her. First she watches her leave from the window in the door. Then she goes to the window on the other side of the room to watch her pull out. Then she'll run to the front of the house either trying to peer through the windows in the front door - other times she runs to their shared room to watch from that window by the bed. She wants to see her leave. She wants to get every glimpse of her that she can. That's a lot of love from a little dog.
I am feelin' the love of late myself. I don't want to go live in a trailer alone with a dog any more. It's because I have grandchildren, a dog and refrigerator art. I have many grandchildren. I love them all. But it is so nice to have grandchildren near to hug my neck and tell me they love me. From the 4 years old Maria to the 17 year old young man Jesse and the beautiful young woman Alysabeth who loves pocketbooks and shoes, just like me, there's a lot of love.
Today I put Maria's artwork on my refrigerator. I had some of her artwork on my refrigerator in South Dakota. But now I have NEW refrigerator art. I am sure there will be plenty more where that came from... she's very talented you know. I have a beautiful poem written by her sister to cherish. I am loved.