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They were scared, they were worried ,they were bewildered. Hadn't they been good
boys? Why had she done this? This was treason. This was utter rejection. They
were no longer secure. First their wife and mother had passed away. The humans
spent weeks crying over that. They were hurt also, they needed the people to be
strong for them. Then one day weeks latter she brought home a new puppy. She
spent lots of time with the new arrival. She had chosen to bring this infant
home. She didn't have too, weren‘t they enough for her?. They must have let her down. They must not be meeting her needs for companionship. What could they do now? They moped around the house, they eyed her with baleful expressions. Things would never be the

But wait. She still leaned forward to touch them. She laid her hands tenderly
on their heads and softly pet them and spoke to them. Her voice hadn't changed.
She still seemed fulfilled with them. Treat time had remained constant. Every one
knows treat time is a sign of love. When she got home from wherever she went
during the day she sought the older dogs out first then released the brat from
her cage.

She picked them up and tickled their bellies the same as usual. At
night she put the little one in a box (crate) and lifted "them" to the bed to snuggle
with. The routine was unchanged at bedtime, surely that was a good omen. Yet
during the day she fondled, fluffed, pampered and played with that confounded
nuisance more than was necessary. At times she squirted it in the face with
water. It must get on her nerves too. The bottle started off full in the morning
and was empty by noon. The puppy was beginning to smell like mildew! She did
this mostly when the little beast chewed on her feet or some electrical thing-a-
ma-gatchet. Especially when it chewed on her shoes. She only had open toed
shoes now thanks to the miniature monster. They wished they had appendages that
could handle the water bottle. That blasted thing got right in their faces
yapping and bouncing around like a rubber ball. Well actually she seemed to know
she bothered the youngest one (son) the most.

She left the oldest one (dad)alone. She traipsed around after the easy
target and had a blast. He would turn on her an growl. The older one sat back
and mused, "If he just ignored her she'd leave him alone! "But she provoked him
till he snapped at her, then she'd back off and return with a vengeance. When
he climbed to higher ground she placed her paws firmly on the edge of the chair
and barked all the more at his show of dangerous teeth. If he had the where
withal, he wouldn't use the water bottle, he would hold her head under water in
the toilet till the air bubbles ceased and then a few minutes longer, just to
be safe.

One day as the human was washing dishes she heard the familiar taunting yaps
of the younsger followed by a giant snarl, snap and petite whimper. Turning she
looked to see Son sitting on his haunches looking up at her bewildered. He
didn't know why the creature had run whining to the back of the room. "Honey,
I'd believe you were innocent if it wasn't for the white fur sticking out of
your mouth." Dad, who had witnessed the whole affair just laid there, he was
beginning to enjoy this and he wasn't going to tell any tales.

They were beginning to understand something. Their owner still loved them. She
was familiar with their ways. She was comfortable with them. You don't give up
comfort readily. When the little rag toy became to bothersome she put it in
it's little room and cuddled with the big boys. They were easy to be with. They
were affectionate, they laid quietly by her side. They hadn't been replaced.
It's just that there was room in the house for one more "lovable?" pet to take
away the ache of loosing an old friend. If the old friend hadn't been so good
there wouldn't have been a hole to fill. In time when the puppy became less of
a menace the older dogs might be able to accept her. But for now, thank
heavens for the little box in the corner of the room where the little creep
could be stored for a few hours a day giving them a reprieve.

If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be! TRUST JESUS NOW

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