Suddenly, I could see the world through the “eyes” of that dog. The world was dark and blurry and the dog was shivering. It was scared to death when it heard unfamiliar voices. I saw the necessity for the dog to feel safe. I envisioned a pink flannel (the color for kindness) in a kennel with a nice knuckle bone. The dog needs the sides of the kennel to be able to navigate where it is. It needs the knuckle bone so it can enjoy life and not have to worry about its blindness. The world is different when you see it through the eyes of a dog.
Sunday, February 16, 2014
Posted by melindajeanpage at 3:00 PM