My Imperfect Loves - Kennedy - Part II of VIII

He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion.

- Unknown Author

June 27, 2013

Dear Readers,

I truly believe that all things work to the glory of God for those who have been called according to his purpose.  Not some things, ALL things.  (Romans 8:28)

What began as a search for a tiny female Pomeranian rescue has culminated in the adoption of four rescue dogs.  Kennedy was the first rescue to come in to our home and, as a poster boy for perfectly rehabilitated rescue, paved the way for Zeke, Harmony, and Ruffles.

I've blogged about Kennedy before so y'all are familiar with his sweet face and tale of wandering the streets of Houston looking for his furever home.  Kennedy is perfectly imperfect ... he's an oversized Pom-Chi with a chopped off tail.  He has these soulful eyes that make me wonder what he is thinking as he goes through his day.  Kennedy is my therapy dog on call 24/7.  He knows when I'm happy and when I am sad.  He follows me everywhere and when I sit, he sits beside me ... always touching.

When I talk to Kennedy (sometimes I call him Khenzea), he cocks his head and listens intently.  There are times when he talks to me and I'm the one listening to what he has to say ... usually it's, "I need to go outside, I am hungry, I need a drink of water."  Kennedy's life is simple, the way I like my life to be.

The vet said Kennedy is probably two to three years old.  He's missing some teeth (probably from a very bad diet) but the ones he has are pearly white.  He's finicky about what he eats and waits patiently for me to sit his bowl in front of him.  Kennedy dines slowly savoring each morsel on his plate.  My neighbor and I were having tea the other day and she set Kennedy on one of the dining rooms chairs (needless to say, Beverly LOVES Kennedy!).  He sat there with his chin on the table watching us sip our tea.  He's not used to table scraps so there was no begging ... however, every now and then he would let out this low whine and chattering that sounded almost like he wanted to join in the conversation.  We would glance his way, acknowledge him, and go on about our tea.

What was life like BK (before Kennedy)?  I guess you could say that we rolled along just fine.  Then again, what is life like AK? Kennedy has been the chocolate on my ice cream.  He's truly become a best friend and I am a better person with him in my life.

God created all creatures great and small and, I believe, that along with their creation, each has purpose.  Kennedy has a heart as big as Texas and I am one of the lucky ones that he decided to share it with.

"Be comforted, little dog, thou too in the Resurrection shall have a tail of gold."

~~Martin Luther

Kennedy may be a mix of Pom-Chi and goodness knows what else but he is perfectly unique and I like unique and one of a kind!  God created him for a greater good and to be a part of my life -- perfect timing.

Always remember that you are loved and prayed for ... each and every day.

Miss Dottie

PS  "I think God will have prepared everything for our perfect happiness.  If it takes my dog being there [in Heaven], I believe he'll be there." ~~Rev. Billy Graham