Sacred Life Sunday
July 13, 2008
Scarlet Ribbons, Norwich Terrier, 2 years old
3:53 a.m. Sunday, July 13, 2008 A wet kiss wakes me. I stagger to the alarm system, turn it off and open the back door for Scarlet to go potty. Good girl! (Better than the alternative of finding a wet spot on the carpet in the morning.) She seems so energized! What’s up? OK, OK, good girl, now back to bed. . . She tries to settle down but acts likes it 6 p.m. and she’s ready for a walk! We can hear her getting into things on the floor of the bedroom and in the closet. Maybe she needs a snack. . .there you go. . .no, that didn’t do it. Finally after a few minutes we gave up and decided to join the Joy Club. Let’s just not fight it anymore. So we threw back our covers, ran around the house a few times, roughed Scarlet up and played for a few minutes to tire her out. Usually I would not be up for this at 3 something in the morning, but today was different and I decided I’d let the present moment happen, have a burst of fun and then head back to bed. That was all it took for Scarlet. After a few minutes of play and a snack she was ready to settle in again. This is mildly reminiscent of my daughters and grandchildren as babies with night feedings and “talking” to each other until sleep won us over. Precious moments. There is something special about the middle of the night. It’s quiet and the night air has a special quality. We could even see the stars which have been hard to see lately due to the smoke from all the fires in California. So, thank you Scarlet for a taste of night air and stars, and a little middle-of-the-night joy. Sleep tight!
“The dog was created specially for children. He is the god of frolic.” ~Henry Ward Beecher
Gail Brokaw You CAN create the change you want in your life!
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