Day 62: faith and patience

3 Mar

I just found this photo today.
It was taken a year ago:


I remember watching Buzz (the cat) crawl up on Pup (the dog).
I watched from afar with wide eyes.

I wasn’t sure what Pup would do.

I mean, there was a cat, a very old, feeble cat, gingerly crawling towards the sleeping back of our very young and strong dog.

I held my breathe watching.
Buzz crawled.
Pup popped opened his eyes.
Buzz continued to crawl.

And, then the most amazing thing happened:

Pup didn’t move, his eyes opened, he laid still and provided a warm, comfy spot for Buzz the Cat to take a nap.

It was like he knew how much Buzz needed to cuddle, to be warm and comforted.

I am so happy I found this photo today.

Because today was also the same day I pulled out my little spreadsheet that I created at the beginning of the year to keep track of each calendar day and the corresponding number.

I mean it’s easy to know that Jan 1st is Day 1, but how about September 4th? With my handy dandy tracker I know that it will actually be Day 247.

Today, however, my tracker starred me back in the face.
While I have almost crossed off the first column, there are still 5 columns to go.

So, thank you Buzz and Pup.

Your photo gives me two very important reminders:
Faith.
And patience.


2 Responses to “Day 62: faith and patience”

  1. Kim Holmberg March 3, 2011 at 11:38 PM #

    So sweet!

  2. Pam Peterson March 4, 2011 at 8:18 AM #

    That is adorable! Hope the boys are following your posts!

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