Sunday, May 4, 2008

Penelope

Em and Rusty's new puppy. The shelter said she is a terrier--HA! I took one look at her and rolled my eyes. Pointer/Pit mix I declared. Em rolled her eyes back at me--what do I know about dogs?--and took her for a check-up. When they came back, Rusty was laughing. The first words out of the vet's mouth: "What a pretty Pit!"
She is a sweetie.

These are the small things that construct my life. Things like a scarlet cardinal that plays in the sprinkler, my kids playing with their new puppy, the first roses in the garden, the way the sun dances on the wall for a few minutes every morning. The simple things that hold everything together for me right now. Love heals.
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3 comments:

wilsonian May 4, 2008 at 7:52 AM  

So happy that you're finding healing...
xo

Kel May 5, 2008 at 2:30 AM  

terrier - double HA!

simple things like puppies, whatever their "brand" do have the power to soothe the soul

Milly May 5, 2008 at 12:21 PM  

Yep that's a Pit. God sends reminders in so many small ways