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.
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