Updated: July 2, 2014
It was a sunny, snowy and very cold Saturday morning in February 2000. A small blue Chevy S-10 truck had just pulled in and parked. The foster Dad had opened the door and a black lab mix hopped out. She came bounding towards me like we had been lifelong friends prior to this special day. She came to a stop . . . by ever so gently giving me a doggy hug. My co-worker, Lin, was the foster coordinator at a local humane society and she had made the arrangements for me to meet this beautiful black lab with a white chest and perfect white toes.
Our first day together was delightful but wearing. I was so anxious about this nine month old lab scratching my newly finished hardwood floors and all of the possibilities of “what ifs and hows”. Lin had stopped by and we had given her a much needed bath (I ending up with black hair in my sterile bathroom, ugghhh), purchased some dog food and even some toys (ha, what in the world was I doing!). It was getting late and I was reading a book until it was time to take her out one last time for the day.
I was sitting in my recliner and the next thing I knew the beautiful lab that was yet unnamed came up to me put her chin on my knee. I thought, I think she likes me! Next thing I know she had put her chin on my hip . . . and a moment later she did a flying leap onto my lap and was giving me a faceful of doggy kisses and slurps.
I howled with laughter, laughter that had long been absent in my home. It felt so good to laugh, really laugh. At that moment I knew I was going to rescue and adopt her (the heck with the “what ifs and hows!”) . She was been a four legged angel of unconditional love and joy that arrived that day and has been an abundant blessing to me every day since. She is currently fourteen years and seven months old. So many wonderful memories.
From early on she has been like Velcro to me. Every move I make she is right there beside me. For example, she has put her head on my foot thousands of times (no matter where I may be sitting). If I moved my foot a smidge, she would look up and me and get ready to move to where I was heading.
Or she may be lying on the carpet seemingly in a deep sleep. She will briefly awaken and will look up at me and make sure I’m still there and go back to sleep. Within a couple of hours she may look up at me 50 times or more. Last summer I was driving up I-75 and happened to turn and look at her in the back seat. When I looked at her she had already been laser focused on me. To this day she continues to be attentive and dedicated to every move I make.
Update. Lady Hugs is now 15. The last two winters took a significant toll on Lady Hugs. Both years she fell on black ice that caused great pain and nerve damage to her back end that was already weak from hip dysplasia. Through prayers, chiropractic, cold laser and essential oils she bounced back from the 2013 winter falls. However, the incidents from this winter have affected her quality of life and even been life threatening. It has been heartbreaking to watch. She is doing better today than in May and I am grateful. And the Velcro effect and looking up at me 25 times an hour rarely happens any more. But she did today, and it was a happy dance moment. So grateful . . . I’ll take it no matter how rare it is. I just love my Lady Hugs!
Lady Hugs and I have had an extraordinary love since our first day together. But God, our heavenly Father has blessed each of us with an extraordinary love even before we were born. Lady Hugs through her amazing unconditional love has given me glimpse of how great and significant His love is for each of us. Here is an example from His Word that simply and eloquently states His great love for us. How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is the sum of them! Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand — . . . Psalm 139 17-18, NIV.
His thoughts about me “outnumber the grains of sand” . . . nearly uncomprehensible to me. But it’s the Truth . . . exceedingly and abundantly far more than Lady Hugs has blessed me with. My hope this Fourth of July season would be that you and your loved ones would begin to truly comprehend how great God’s love for each of you and why his son Jesus was born. Have a wonderful 4th of July weekend.
Til next time!