Sunday

A Savior is Born...

In a story in the Bible, there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. But the angel said to them, 'Do not be afraid... sorry, wrong story and wrong shepherds, but be patient.



Things happen for reasons, and at times it takes years and sometimes a lifetime.  We moved to our cabin in 1999 and didn't have a dog nor did I want one because it was too much trouble.  I retired when I was 43 and puttered around the farm doing things I wanted to do.  I would take a job just to have something to do, but when they upset me, I was gone.  I needed nothing from them but would offer my full attention and skills, it was a beautiful place to be.

Because I had a garden and we lived in the woods, deer were abundant and usually ate everything I grew.  Everyone said to get a dog.  I resisted for a long time but fell into that trap.  We originally wanted a German Shepherd because of the size and felt they would be suitable for our farm life and to keep the deer away.  We scoured the newspaper and only found one breeder anywhere near us, and the cost was a whopping $600.00.  It was just too much at that time.

Fast forward to May 2019 and I sit with three German Shepherds at my side.   Whoaaaaa, don't there I still love my Border Collies with all my heart, and they will never be replaced.  I just never thought that I would have two breeds of dogs that are so important in my life.



Dahlia was my first one, and she came to me because she had too much time on her paws and got into trouble.  Her owner worked twelve hours, and it was an hour drive to work.  The bad part, the owner worked at night, and when she came home, she went to bed.  Dahlia soon learned to break out of her cage, and after several times, the straw that broke the camel's back was when she broke into the bathroom through the wall and tore the sink off the wall.  That very day, Dahlia came to be with us.  We were going to rehome her, and on the very day she was to go to her new home, she jumped on the couch and buried her face in my lap.  I looked at Elaine, and big tears started, and I said, "I can't do this," and we didn't.

 JoJo came to us last year and she was very loved and spoiled and had great dog parents.  They also have her brother Jett, and he is a stunning and a majestic dog but several large dogs playing and running through the house is a bit much.  We kept them when they were 14 weeks old, and I fell in love with both of them.


When something needs to be done to halt the chaos, I was contacted.  Needless to say, JoJo came to live with us, and I was thrilled, to say the least.  She is so comical, she flops around on my desk, slapping my keyboard when she visits which is every time I come to my office, she lays under my desk, popping her head up to get her ears rubbed between my legs and then going back to sleep until her ears need scratching again.  



She sleeps next to me putting her head on my pillow right next to my nose which leads to a few nose kisses during the night.  I have taught her tricks, she can eat from my fork and will even take food from my mouth which leads to her making a visit when I'm eating, and I have taught to jump up on me.  While this is unacceptable to some, I think it's endearing.  Nearly every day, she jumps up, putting her paws around my neck and licking my nose.

Bear came to us through Clancy's Dream because he needed a new home.  He had a great home, but again that "work" thing came into play, and he was spending too much time by himself. He's only 11 months old and is just a puppy that weighs nearly 80 pounds.  In just a few short days he has been with us, I have fallen head over hills over him. He's a big strong male and looks very similar to my other two, acting a lot like mine in some way but in other ways very different.  




Before you ask, we will not keep him.  As much as I want to, we just can't because as I've said many times "we don't need another dog." and his fate is sealed, but not by me.  I know a plan is out there for Bear and he is needed for a journey of his own that is more exciting, he has already been picked to carry on his journey with his new owner.  He gravitates to me and will lay his big head in my lap and I know he will do the same to someone else.  As I think back to my first "wants" here at the farm, it just wouldn't work then, it wasn't to be at that frame of time and Clancy's fate and mine were already sealed.  Purchasing a German Shepherd was not possible and besides, if we would have gotten one, chances are we would never have gotten Clancy.  We would never know the love a Border Collie can give and Clancy's Dream would be a myth and all of the dogs Clancy's Dream has saved would not have happened.  

Be patient with your plans you have and let them work through your heart, it's timing, not yours but from elsewhere.  But it's when the purpose is needed, it will happen.  We couldn't afford the $600 that was required to purchase a Shepherd because unknown to us, Border Collies needed to be helped and Clancy had already picked us.  The cards were stacked, but when the hands were played, we all won.  We will never know or be able to comprehend the strength of the force that leads our life, whether it's from above or from the dogs we love so much… As the photo depicts, maybe a dog savior was born years ago and he was called Clancy...  Ken

Sometimes what we want doesn't happen when or how we want it to.  But that doesn't mean the answer is "no" it just means "just not right now."