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  • Chasing stones with Koby ... I luv stones ♥️ #favouritegame
  • Chasing stones with Koby ... I luv stones ♥️ #favouritegame
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  • Morning cuddles in bed with mum and dad 🐕🐾💕
  • Morning cuddles in bed with mum and dad 🐕🐾💕
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  • Soaking up the sun 💛
  • Soaking up the sun 💛
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  • I’m getting ready to leave Australia this week and reflecting on lots of wonderful memories from the past 11 years. As far as happy memories go, they don’t get much better than our time with this boy #bestdogever #handsomeharry #monikasdoggierescue
  • I’m getting ready to leave Australia this week and reflecting on lots of wonderful memories from the past 11 years. As far as happy memories go, they don’t get much better than our time with this boy #bestdogever #handsomeharry #monikasdoggierescue
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  • James 1:17 (NKJV)

Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow of turning.

2 years ago, my old Red Dog was loosing his battle with time. 11 years earlier, this big, gentle (but untrusting) soul, just appeared from the woods one day. “There’s that red dog again” we would say as he sat at the wood line staring towards the house. 
We were told that he was born and raised by a feral mother who had a “gang of red puppies” that lived in the woods about 5 miles from our house. I’m not sure how he ended up here, but it was obvious that he had never had any human contact. It took about 2 months for him to let me touch him, but once I did, neither of us would ever be the same.

At 12 or 13 years old as his heart started to fail, mine started to break. I knew his time was short and I prayed that God would take him when it was time, so I would not have to make tough decisions. But, Red Dog left us the way he came. On his terms. One September morning, he slipped into the woods as he did every day, only this time he never came home. We never found him, and although it broke my heart, it made me smile because I knew that he would forever rest in his special place. His beloved woods.

Red Dog was indeed a special gift, and I have no doubt that he was hand selected by God to enter into my life exactly when he did. Who knew that our walks in the woods together would be so therapeutic during my cancer treatments? God did.

How many gifts do we receive from God that we take for granted? Big things like family and friends, even our jobs, are often easier to recognize, but the smaller things like a card, or an encouraging phone call or text, a smile, or a kind word from a stranger....all of the “good gifts” are from God.

So today, let’s be thankful for the gifts that God gives us, AND let’s be willing to let God use us as “gift bearers” to others. ❤️ #thankyoujesus #muttsofinstagram #rescuedog
  • James 1:17 (NKJV)

    Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow of turning.

    2 years ago, my old Red Dog was loosing his battle with time. 11 years earlier, this big, gentle (but untrusting) soul, just appeared from the woods one day. “There’s that red dog again” we would say as he sat at the wood line staring towards the house.
    We were told that he was born and raised by a feral mother who had a “gang of red puppies” that lived in the woods about 5 miles from our house. I’m not sure how he ended up here, but it was obvious that he had never had any human contact. It took about 2 months for him to let me touch him, but once I did, neither of us would ever be the same.

    At 12 or 13 years old as his heart started to fail, mine started to break. I knew his time was short and I prayed that God would take him when it was time, so I would not have to make tough decisions. But, Red Dog left us the way he came. On his terms. One September morning, he slipped into the woods as he did every day, only this time he never came home. We never found him, and although it broke my heart, it made me smile because I knew that he would forever rest in his special place. His beloved woods.

    Red Dog was indeed a special gift, and I have no doubt that he was hand selected by God to enter into my life exactly when he did. Who knew that our walks in the woods together would be so therapeutic during my cancer treatments? God did.

    How many gifts do we receive from God that we take for granted? Big things like family and friends, even our jobs, are often easier to recognize, but the smaller things like a card, or an encouraging phone call or text, a smile, or a kind word from a stranger....all of the “good gifts” are from God.

    So today, let’s be thankful for the gifts that God gives us, AND let’s be willing to let God use us as “gift bearers” to others. ❤️ #thankyoujesus #muttsofinstagram #rescuedog
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  • This is how I get my Sunday energy out. What about you?!
  • This is how I get my Sunday energy out. What about you?!
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