WOW! Dog is God spelled backwards. :-)
Far as I’m concerned most of them are like angels...who watch over us and help when needed. I had a standard poodle who I think saved my life one night. She was part of me - oh how I miss her.
But from Cat we only get Tac.
No one can convince me that God did not put her in my life.
I got her from the shelter literally 10 minutes before they closed on the very last day of *her* life, she, having used up not only the first week of holding but 2 more weeks given her by the sight hound loving shelter manager.
From that moment on, we were inseparable.
She got me through a lot of rough times, besides the smoke as I had, at that time, a brutal, physically abusive husband.
The final time he attacked me, he was strangling me and that sweet, harmless dog found the unknown courage in herself to jump on his back, interrupting him.
He took a swing at her and I flipped.
He hid my guns that night and slept with the door locked and left the next day.
She passed away March 13, 2002 and not a day has gone by that I have not grieved for her.
I hope I see her again, some day.
I cannot fathom that God would send me such an angel and not gather her back to Himself when she died.