by Debbie W. Wilson | Oct 7, 2013 | Pets and Faith, Relationship with God, Suffering, Trusting God
I felt like a traitor luring my dog into my vet’s lab room. I did it to save his life. But Max doesn’t know that. Does he think I’m heartless to let the vet draw blood from his thin leg before I take him home? For months after Max was diagnosed with Addison’s disease,... by Debbie W. Wilson | Aug 5, 2013 | Battles, Fear, Life Experiences, Pets and Faith, Relationship with God, Trusting God
The grace and beauty of Max’s movements captivate me. I think of a thoroughbred racehorse when he gallops across our yard, head and tail held high. But lately, something has been wrong. He’s stood at the window and watched Cossette, his younger half-sister,... by Debbie W. Wilson | Jul 15, 2013 | Faith, Fear, Pets and Faith
I knew my backyard neighbor was outside when I heard our two standard poodles barking at the hedge. Barking is part of their watchdog DNA. But barking at neighbors is rude. I called Max and Cosette to quiet them. Cosette threw back her head and pranced toward me, tail... by Debbie W. Wilson | Oct 1, 2012 | Life Experiences, Life skills, Pets and Faith, Relationship with God
I looked out the window and groaned. My sixty-six pound puppy, Max, had found the hose Larry had left running on his tomatoes. He was up to his elbows in mud. As much as I love Max, he would not be back inside until I washed off his feet and legs. This reminded me of... by Debbie W. Wilson | Jun 11, 2012 | Grief, Life Experiences, Love, Pets and Faith
“When the vet calls to confirm my appointment for Tuesday don’t cancel this time.” Larry’s words pierced my heart. He had made two appointments to put our 14 1/2 year old lab down, but each time she had rallied so I’d canceled the appointments. Larry’s back is... by Debbie W. Wilson | Dec 5, 2011 | Joy, Life Experiences, Love, Pets and Faith, Relationship with God
The LORD … will rejoice over you with singing. Zephaniah 3:17 (CEB) Larry dubbed our new puppy “Wonder-pup.” He slept through his first night in his crate without a whimper. He pooped and peed outside—not in the house. He chewed his toys, not the furniture or...
