There was just so much that went through my mind about Mogie… he’s been with me almost everyday since he was a pup and the thought of never seeing him again saddened me deeply. The amount of bonding that occurred as I taught him tricks and right and wrong must’ve been just a tiny bit of insight into what it’s like to raise a child. I can only imagine what that bond is going to be like… and it’s something I’m looking forward to.
I thought about Christ leaving the 99 to find the 1 lost sheep as I wandered around the neighborhood, posting signs and calling out to Mogie… not that I’m Christ – just a wannabe who seeks to be “like” Him.
A friend of mine helped with making the first flyer… but as I was making a 2nd flyer with more pictures, the screen blurred as my eyes filled with tears. That was a big shock.. I didn’t realize how much Mogie meant to me til then…and only increased my desire to take better care of him once he was found.
There are a lot of us [especially guys], who only know to think of ourselves, and I am one of them…and having Mogie has taught me to do otherwise, making another life a higher priority than myself. I grew from this experience of having lost Mogie…and I felt something change in me; I felt a physical sensation as I realized some things… I am different. I’ve grown.
Yea, I know some people out there are not dog lovers and think that I’m overreacting to a “dog”… but please, don’t ever say “it’s just a dog” to me because Mogie is not just a dog.
God entrusted His creation to Adam…including all the animals.
Mogie is a life that God entrusted to me, to take care of and to teach. He’s my little companion who loves me unconditionally and whines when I don’t let him sleep on the bed near my feet. It’s not all peaches and cream, but the good far outweighs the bad.
God, thank you for bringing him home safely.









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