Abandoned and Alone

As our Girl sat with us on the porch swing

we read:

"... the little Dog lay among the old picture-books in the corner behind the fowl-house, and he felt very lonely.  The sack had been left untied, and so by wriggling a bit he was able to get his head through the opening and look out.  He was shivering a little, for he had always been used to sleeping in a proper bed, and by this time his coat had worn so thin and threadbare from hugging that it was no longer any protection to him. ... He thought of those long sunlit hours in the garden - how happy they were - and a great sadness came over him.  ... Of what use was it to be loved and lose one's beauty and become Real if it all ended like this?"

We knew right then that we needed to make a difference.

That little Dog needed a home.

A forever home.

Just like we needed a forever home not too long ago.

He needed love.

Despite his shabbiness.

He needed love.

A return to the warmth and attachment he once knew.

But had somehow sometime ago lost.

To be neglected and probably forgotten.

He needed love.

Unconditional love.

Forever love.

And we have the love to provide.