Those Doggone Dogs

Maybe if you own dogs and smoke a pipe you’ll understand.

It was 2:17 a.m. and Precious, my 15 year old Dachshund very mixed breed, starting whining. It was this low pitched whine/moan kind of sound that means she has to go out and eat some grass. Now remember it 2:17 in the morning, but there’s no ignoring it as it will not stop until she goes out. So, I reluctantly get up, put on my khaki shorts and grab my 13 year old Chihuahua very mixed breed, that only has three good legs and go outside with pipe in hand; this will be no 5 minute stint!

So, I fill my pipe with my favorite private tobacco blend and take one of my pipe lighters and light my Peterson Donegal Rocky 05.

Precious begins her systematic grass eating and I my slow puffing. It doesn’t take long before I remember how magical this time of the night really is. The air is still and the night sounds are soft and my mind is relaxed and allowed to ponder my favorite thoughts undisturbed.

I think (kind of a pray/think) about my family; my amazing wife of 32 years who is asleep, my three children and four grandchildren. Lord let your grace rest upon them. I ponder God and his love for us; let me nestle in it. And before you know it, a couple of relights later, it is 3 a.m. and Precious is ready to return to bed, and so am I.

Isn’t it neat that undesired, unsought for blessings can come our way in the shape of two old dogs.

By the way, I sleep til the late hour of 5:30 a.m. When Jimmy, the Chihuahua tells me it is again time to get up. The magic never stops 🙂


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