Dogs

I'm dog sitting this week. Three little ankle nippers at my granddaughters house. When I was a kid I had dogs. I was so close to one of them that when he died I stayed home from school for days. I don't know what happened but I don't find them cute any more. I get up in the middle of the night and the minute my feet hit the floor three barking animals surround me and follow me at every step. I like my quiet time and my meditation and prayer time is first in my life. It is hard when three little faces are looking at you begging to jump in your lap. It does go to show how much I love my grandchildren. I would do anything in my power to help them. They have been one of the greatest gifts God has ever given me. I know my wife Marsha felt the same. Her heart would leap and her infectious smile would blossom at the mere sound of their voices. How can such grown up mature individuals be so easily manipulated by others? If you have never been a grandparent you may never know, but if you have grandchildren your probably not surprised.  For them I'll even let my life go to the dogs.