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September 08, 2005
Poor Dog
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Who am I?
- I am 27 years young.
I love Jesus with all my heart!!
My most important job is mommy. Followed immediately by wife.
I also take my job as daughter, sister and friend seriously.
I love taking pictures, telling stories, the way my kids smell after a bath, Disneyland, eating out, new makeup and time spent with those I love.
I dislike dusting, shopping alone, bad attitudes, paying bills, running late, and sandwiches without mayo.
...but as you read, you'll find there is so much more ♥
Quote of the Moment
- "God is able to do immeasurably more than all we could ask or imagine." - Ephesians 3:20
Don't worry...I do too. I think one of the saddest things is the story of the little boy who had his pet dog ripped from his arms when they were loading the evacuation buses.
I think I feel guilty because the animals are utterly helpless. (I'm not saying the people aren't, it's just in a different way).
Posted by: Paige | September 08, 2005 at 01:47 PM
Melissa, you're not the only one. Sometimes I feel the same way too - I think if I were rescuing folks I'd probably rescue the animals before the humans... unless of course children were visible. Humans can ultimately "help themselves" children, elderly and animals cannot.
Posted by: Shauntaye | September 08, 2005 at 01:57 PM