February 21st 2013 12:04 pm
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Jesus was not calling my name. He was calling a dog who lives here named Toby. Toby answered his call last night. My mom and dad are sooooo sad. They didn't want him to go. I wish they didn't have to see Toby go away. I can feel their hearts breaking. It must be nice to have someone cry when you are gone. I hope I have someone who loves me that much when I go.
I feel much better today. I have soooo much medacine to take but I do what my foster mom tells me to do. She is very kind to me and keeps telling me I am going to be OK. I do kind of feel like I will make it now. I guess we will have to see.
I had my meds in my breakfast and then a warm bubblebath. It was awesome. Them I had the most wonderful bath and was wrapped in a big soft towel. I like my foster parents. I think they like me too.
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You have been saved, my friend. I was saved, too, and nursed back to health. My mom took care of me for 2 years, and she shed tears for me. Someone will indeed shed tears for you, like Toby.