If you watch the news or read the paper it’s quite easy to become discouraged about how people treat each other. Compassion, understanding and tolerance seem to be in short supply. But someone always seems to come along just in time to restore my faith in the human heart.
My wife and I are “Dog People”. We don’t really own a dog; we just share a home with an 11-year-old Jack Russell Terrier named Molly. Now, we love Molly very much, but she does have a few quirks. She will go from calm, sweet and loving to spinning around in one place for no apparent reason, to staring at the last known location of a lizard for hours, then straight to her “Sling-Blade” character who will attack a dog the size of a horse or the top of our friend Cheryl’s head (sorry again Cheryl). So, naturally my wife Lori and I wanted another dog… not a different one mind you…ANOTHER one. Continue reading