My little dog--a heartbeat at my feet.
- Edith Wharton
- Edith Wharton
When I am knocked off my feet, there is one little boy in this house who I can count on meeting me where I am. Most days anyhow.
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ReplyDeleteDear Vicky,
ReplyDeletenice to read about you and your sweet dog. I´m thinking yesterday about you!
Thanks for your lovely comment to my "little word for 2012".
Bussal
Mimi
Dogs are such 'knowing' companions when we don't feel well. It is always nice to be met 'where we are'.
ReplyDeleteSorry to hear you are 'knocked off your feet' dear Vicky.
Light and love coming your way ...
So sweet....and as you both rest, know that I'm thinking of you.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Jackie
dogs rule!
ReplyDeleteGet some rest. Love you!
ReplyDeleteI'm just smiling here! Buster was just a year old, full of zest and energy, and there I was, laid out like a dead fish wondering if I could ever move again. He would jump up on the bed, stare in my eyes, and I'd just say, Mommie's sick! He knew. . . and he laid down carefully and stayed with me, no matter how long it was. It was a bonding time for us, and I'm so thankful he was there. He still checks on me, staring at my face until I tell him, Mommie's ok, or Mommie's sick. He just knows what it means. Praying for you!!!
ReplyDeleteyes dogs always know and they come to love you
ReplyDeleteDogs are the best!
Womans best friend, and what a cutie.
ReplyDeleteAhhhh. That was the perfect way to describe how you've been feeling. Soft, furry hugs from our home to yours. :)
ReplyDeleteOur boys totally want a dog! Crosby is too cute and he makes me want a dog too! My Mom was just on floor six this past week and I kept my eye out for you. Glad you are feeling better and home with your buddy. Take care old neighbor!
ReplyDeleteNo words needed.
ReplyDeleteThinking of you and sending healing energy your way :-)
ReplyDeleteThey do bring SO MUCH COMFORT and are incredibly faithful, aren't they? Listen, girly, we recently witnessed a miracle here in Fresno. A pastor friend's wife should not have lived after severe complications following giving birth to their 7th child. She had five surgeries in two days, including a hysterectomy, received 23 pints of blood, lived through a hemoglobin of 2.9 (UNHEARD OF), and woke up after an induced sleep and intubation for nearly ten days. The doctors were not optimistic but many, MANY people prayed for her and today, she held her baby for the first time and saw her other children. Today she brushed her own teeth and had a coherent conversation. Today she walked though she still needs physical therapy. Monday she may go home from the hospital. She was expected to never beat the odds. God hears and answers prayer. Praying and begging for YOUR complete healing and recovery. Miracles are still happening every day. LOVE YOU.
ReplyDeleteDogs are sooo giving without evening knowing they are. Glad you are home.
ReplyDeleteSuch a sweet furry friend to have...
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