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dog in show (prayer puppy) no 1
Growing up on my block I noticed that it was block for children. Once the children grew and moved out, either the family would move out for another family with children to move in or if they stayed stayed they would soon whiter away.
I didn't want this fate to happen to my mom so I prayed for a child to come into her life. There came a few opportunities that would lead her to adopt a child. I was all for it, but my sister talked her out of it every time.
Mom has this dog that hates me, barks at me all the time. He's a little punk dog that only barks when she's home. It used to annoy me, but I know she loves her dog and the dog loves her, so I'm happy.
The dog is getting up in age and their lifespan, you know, is not as long as we would like it to be. I began to worry that when that time came, mom would have a severe broken heart from the loss, so I prayed for a puppy to enter her life. If I couldn't get an adopted baby then I'll pray for a puppy.
My sister was getting lonely in her apartment by herself so she decided to get a pet dog -- a morky, they call them. He was the tiniest most energetic dog I ever met. It wasn't long before everyone grew to love him. It also wasn't long before mom and my sister's puppy became frick and frack buddies. So, it was the three of them; old dog, new puppy and mom. She brought them with her anywhere that allowed them to be. If they could be there, they would be in that car with her accompanying her. My sister accepted that fact that the little guy wasn't hers' anymore. And, I was comfortable knowing that when that day came for the old dog to meet his day, that my mom would have comfort in the new puppy.
One Winter day I was out in front of the house and saw the sign from God that He answered my prayer and brought the little puppy to comfort my mom.
dog in show (prayer puppy) no 1
Growing up on my block I noticed that it was block for children. Once the children grew and moved out, either the family would move out for another family with children to move in or if they stayed stayed they would soon whiter away.
I didn't want this fate to happen to my mom so I prayed for a child to come into her life. There came a few opportunities that would lead her to adopt a child. I was all for it, but my sister talked her out of it every time.
Mom has this dog that hates me, barks at me all the time. He's a little punk dog that only barks when she's home. It used to annoy me, but I know she loves her dog and the dog loves her, so I'm happy.
The dog is getting up in age and their lifespan, you know, is not as long as we would like it to be. I began to worry that when that time came, mom would have a severe broken heart from the loss, so I prayed for a puppy to enter her life. If I couldn't get an adopted baby then I'll pray for a puppy.
My sister was getting lonely in her apartment by herself so she decided to get a pet dog -- a morky, they call them. He was the tiniest most energetic dog I ever met. It wasn't long before everyone grew to love him. It also wasn't long before mom and my sister's puppy became frick and frack buddies. So, it was the three of them; old dog, new puppy and mom. She brought them with her anywhere that allowed them to be. If they could be there, they would be in that car with her accompanying her. My sister accepted that fact that the little guy wasn't hers' anymore. And, I was comfortable knowing that when that day came for the old dog to meet his day, that my mom would have comfort in the new puppy.
One Winter day I was out in front of the house and saw the sign from God that He answered my prayer and brought the little puppy to comfort my mom.