My Favorite Thing!

I live in a strange and wonderful home. It is a place of adventure, filled with playful fun and a family who is on a life-journey together.

I live with my mommy who is blonde. Like me! Then there is Master, whose voice is kind. My Girl, another blonde like me(!), once was small and kinda wobbly but today she is tall and hates bugs.

I like bugs.

My favorite thing is to sit on the couch with my family at night and listen as they talk. They don’t know that I am always listening. hee hee But, I listen with my ears perked and my eyes closed. My family speaks with thoughtfulness to each other and they tell stories about their adventures during the day. Sometimes they talk about this peculiar place called school.

I know school. I ride along in the car in the mornings on the way to this strange place where all manner of exciting commotion occurs. Sometimes the window is down and it is especially fun. My favorite thing! But, My Girl always gets out and she leaves me for almost the whole day. I am sad when she leaves.

Mommy and My Girl chat as we sit and Mommy rubs my back. My favorite thing! They often talk about this man named Jesus and His Daddy who lives in heaven. My Mommy will often get the giggles as she tells My Girl about what I did during the day. She says that I remind her of Daddy’s unconditional love for us.

Last night as we “packed” on the couch, Mommy told My Girl about how I waited for just the right moment to sneak out of the house and run away. Mommy was bringing in groceries from the car and slowly and on purpose, I walked behind her to get a smell of the great outdoors. My favorite thing!

I didn’t mean to run away. I just happened to notice just the biggest temptation in the whole world across the street. It was Cleo. Meow.

“GAME ON.” I will be right back after I have some fun. Mommy will never miss me.

I chased after Cleo. Rats she ran away. Then I smelled something wonderful and stinky. My favorite thing! Curious, I followed the smell. I then heard fun laughing and whistling, I wondered further. As I turned the corner looking for the laughing, I no longer knew where I was.

I WAS LOST! Waaaaaaaahhh! whimper, whimper, whine.

Around the corner the laughter disappeared, only a big mean beast with bared teeth was standing there looking at me. I was so scared.

I turned to run. That’s when I saw her. I saw my Mommy. She was running for me as fast as she could. I ran as fast as I could. My trimbly legs almost gave out.

Mommy scooped me up into her safe arms. She whispered out of breath, “Will you never learn? You are not safe outside of my home.”

She continued in a slightly frustrated yet relieved voice, “I love you- you crazy adventurous nut. But you are driving me crazy with your disobedience.”

Mommy told My Girl all about my scary day. She said, “Aren’t so many of us just like our Peanut? He knows there are dangers out there. He has felt the bite of the beasts before. In fact, we are still paying the vet bill for his last adventure, yet he still wonders away in search of glory and a good bone.”

Mommy looked at My Girl with emotion in her voice and said, “And isn’t it just like God to chase after us every time when we wonder off thinking there is fun ahead- unaware of the dangers. God hurts when we are bitten by the beast. But, He loves us anyway, every. single. day. He never gives up hope that we will listen to His voice. And, He always comes running as fast as He can when we turn to Him.”

Mommy said, “Then He carries us safely home. -My favorite thing!”

My Mommy would love for you to visit her today at her place. Arf, arf, arf, woofity, woof, woof. Peanut

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