Buddy raised his head and watched as I put on my socks and slippers. That deserves a hug. “Good morning, my friend. Did you sleep well?” I walked across the room and as I approached Duchess who was laying on the floor, she wagged her tail. That deserves a hug. “Good morning, Duchess. You’re such a good girl.” The two of them followed me out of the room as I headed toward the front door to take them out. Mumford was asleep in the doorway to the bathroom, looking oh so cute. That deserves a hug. “Good morning, sweetheart.”
Mumford stayed behind and slept as Buddy, Duchess, and I stepped into the blustery cold morning. They did their business and we came back inside where it is warm. Good dogs. Loving dogs.
I woke up in a bad mood. Sad thoughts of great disappointment in the actions of someone in particular, actions toward me and my wife. When I saw Buddy, Duchess and Mumford, it was as if God was saying, “You are loved.”
14 And whosoever shall not receive you, nor hear your words, when ye depart out of that house or city, shake off the dust of your feet.
15 Verily I say unto you, It shall be more tolerable for the land of Sodom and Gomorrha in the day of judgment, than for that city.
Father forgive them for they know not what they do.