Perhaps I had forgotten Until you saw her face Peering into the case
We got a puppy a few weeks ago. Ironically, from the same people we got our dog Vincent from. She’s from the last litter they’ll have as their mother was a stray that wandered into their yard and decided she really liked their two male dogs who weren’t fixed. They have a happy little pack, but only recently was the female comfortable enough with her new humans to let them catch her and take her to be fixed. Vincent is three years older than his little sister and he’s from one of the first litters they had.
Moving has been hard on Vincent and we had already decided we’d get him a companion once we’d moved. (We have, in fact, moved and are still unpacking at the new place.) We didn’t expect to be able to get him a puppy which he is just over the moon about. I’m pretty sure he was happier over her than the rest of us put together. He adores his little sister.
I have often found
Mem’ries given way to stress
Relief I still there find
Each year when spring starts, I receive a reminder to make sure my dog knows not to eat any bees or to be on the lookout in case he does and needs any medical attention. Even though I live on a farm, I find I haven’t ever needed to worry about Vincent eating any bees. We keep bees and when he was still a pup (though he was almost full grown at that point), he followed my sister when she went to check on the hive once it had become warm enough to safely open it.
My sister had no idea he was with her, or she would have made certain he wasn’t there when she opened the hive.
I was with the chickens and ducks with my nephew and niece because we were clipping their wings when my dog came barreling around the gate trying to get the bees out of his fur. We dropped the birds and immediately helped him. He had a few stings, but was otherwise fine and the baking soda/water mixture I use worked just fine for him. It was a while before he’d walk over by the house on that side.
He does try to eat other bugs, but I’ve never had any problems with him and bees since then.
The same cannot be said for my eldest nephew’s cat, Little Brother…
God’s love is there for you whether or not you deserve it. It is simply always there.
-President Thomas S. Monson
Don’t fall into the trap Even as you mourn Seek to help others Especially when feeling shorn Reality is seen as harsh Vote to be more than you were born Even as you stumble, help others as been shown
I read once that we were born to learn what love was and to learn to love what comes after. I have to respectfully disagree.
This life does not prepare us to love what comes after. We enter this world with that love already. We knew it before we were born, but we did not understand it.
That is what this life does. It teaches us to understand love. To understand that we aren’t always deserving of love, but that it is there even, no, especially when we do not deserve it. And to teach us to love others no matter whether they deserve it or not.
Low though I find myself Only thinking with my rage Various moments in mind’s eye Even now, stealing wisdom sage
Letting myself get caught up Into pain and hurt so bright Keeping myself lost in a daze Eve’s coming on such a sight
I spent many years being angry, so very angry to learn the lesson that you can love someone and not like them at all. I forgot the whole point of said lesson. Loving someone is about the person. Liking someone is about their actions.