20 January 2012
Sorry for yesterday's lack of thought but I was a bit preoccupied during the time I normally sit down and write these. What should have been a quick walk with the dog before the day really began became a marathon tramp back and forth across the fields as she disappeared again.
To explain, I have taken endless time and effort to train her better and it was paying off, friends were remarking how much her behaviour had improved, I blew the whistle, she came back, it worked every time, except yesterday. I blew the whistle she took one look at me and disppeared to follow a scent that was obviously too good to miss.
After a very long time, I abandoned the search and came home only to find she had beaten me to it, come in through the dog flap and was sitting looking at me , wondering where I had been no doubt. The scene which followed was not quite the return of the prodigal- I was wet, stressed, late and I am not always a good person.
I have no idea where she had been or what she had doing but clearly paradise didn't quite deliver as she headed for home eventually - if only she could remember that next time she is tempted from the straight and narrow, if only we could remember too.
'Not long after that, the younger son got together all he had, set off for a distant country and there squandered his wealth in wild living. 14 After he had spent everything, there was a severe famine in that whole country, and he began to be in need.....So he got up and went to his father.' Luke 15:11-32
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