All posts tagged: dogs

I’d Like to Thank My Dogs

And how I came to mopping my floors at bedtime last night while the babies slept and Zach – fresh from spray mopping the master bedroom floor and washing Collie paws with hand soap in the master bathtub – and how we discovered the paw prints, which lead from our room, down the hall, around the corner, into the kitchen, and right at Scout’s kennel door, began as some good stories do, with a question: “Do you smell poop?” On this morning, the morning of my one-hundredth post, I’ll not be finding new homes for the hooligans who step in each other’s piles of crap and leave their foul-smelling trace throughout my house so that I spend a cozy Sunday evening mopping my floors. Though I did consider it. No. I’d like to thank my dogs. They’ve given me much to muse about on Monday mornings. So, Happy Post 100. Here’s to you, Scout and Rufus.

Try Again

The baby, hungry and in search of warmth, cries. The toddler, energetic before nap time, refuses a diaper change. The doorbell rings and sleeping dogs fill the house with barking. And un-showered, un-prayed me is so tightly wound I’m shaking. It did not bode well when I slept though my alarm, fell asleep nursing, and walked into my day, chaotic and without so much as a completed prayer. It’s Monday and it feels like it. But I stop later to shower and catch my breath; the hum of the hairdryer puts Izaak to sleep. I vacuum up dog hair while Abigail sleeps. It’s visible progress, therapeutic. A small step in the right direction. When I can inhale more deeply, less shakily, I stop to pray and start Monday all over again. Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed,     for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning;     great is your faithfulness (Lamentations 3:22-23). His great loves helps me to stop, take a step back, and see my Monday from his vantage …