Mimicking the Master
On a recent walk through town, Jason, Tess, and I encountered another dog walker along our usual route. In typical terrier fashion, Tess approached the other dog, exchanged the customary sniffs (you know, the canine equivalent of "How do you do?"), and then bounded over to the man. But before he could even reach down to pet her, she'd already turned tail and continued her journey, clearly satisfied that she'd fulfilled her social obligations for the moment.
Jason burst out laughing, nudging me with his elbow. "She gets that from you," he teased, and I couldn't help but chuckle because, well, he wasn't wrong. Like my furry friend, I too prefer to keep my social interactions brief and purposeful. Give me my quiet office with its book-lined walls or my peaceful garden over a crowded social gathering any day!
Where Did She Go?
Lambing season is coming to an end here on the farm, and there are currently over 500 little lambs frolicking around in the fields. Each day as I go out for my prayer walk, I’m amazed by the diversity all around me. One type of sheep has thicker and longer wool than others. Some have long tails like a dog. Some sheep are white, while others are black or brown. There are even some around here that are white with black markings on their faces, making it appear as if they are wearing masks.