Gaudete Sunday, little dog, and a need for big prayers




Yesterday was an emotionally difficult day. The little dog who lived in my house for 9 years has been sick. This was nothing new, but yet, it was. She'd stopped eating, was uncomfortable, and kept looking at me with imploring, sad eyes. It was time to get some answers. Geoff took her to the emergency vet, and it was determined that between her age (14) and the failing of her liver and kidneys, it was time. I was a wreck, G was a mess, and I had to tell Meg, long-distance, that her doggo was going to be released from pain. 

Not a great day. Not a lot of reason to rejoice, but here we are, the third Sunday of Advent. 

I am hoping that today is a better one; I won't go into any details, but prayers, please. Lots of them. Flood the gates of heaven with intercessions, please.


With thanks,

C

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