Holding Our Breath

I think this is one of my absolute favorites from the alphabet series! She looks like she might pass out at any minute from holding her breath so long! WHEW!!

Speaking of holding her breath. We’re kind of doing that at the Moon household this week! On Saturday a dachshund puppy showed up in our lives! Literally. He just showed up!

I had my two boys down at the river bottom, and this cute little puppy pokes his head over the sandy cliff and watches us. I didn’t think anything of it at first. People walk their dogs along the trails down there all the time. So I figured he was just snooping around and his mom or dad would swoop him away at any moment!

I looked down and continued throwing rocks in the river with my boys (their fav thing to do at the river!!). A few minutes later, I look up again, and there’s this puppy still staring at us!

So I climb the bank (kids with me) to see where his owners might be. I grabbed up the puppy in one arm, Finn in the other. Judah close behind. And we looked high and low for another soul. And not one was to be found. NO WHERE!!!

So I ring Garrett (the hubs)… “What should I do? I can’t leave this little guy here to drown or starve!” G-”I don’t know!?” Me- “Maybe I should bring him home and report him to the police, in case anyone calls looking for him.” G- “Yeah. Good idea.Bring him home.”

I put him down and he followed me to the car as if he knew all along he’d be coming home with us. He followed right at my heals.

Once home, he greets Garrett as if he’s known him all along. And Garrett greets him the same!

Then I call the police. In this town and the next. One officer gives me her number and tells me she’d like him if we don’t want him. After all, if no one has claimed him within 48 hours, he’s ours!!

Well, 48 hours has come and gone. And no phone call from his owner.

Now what??

Yeah. That’s why we’re holding our breath.

Interesting. The way life goes. No? We NEVER would have chosen, in a gazillion bajillion years, to buy a dog in this crazy season of life. Let alone a little dog! Let alone a dachshund! We decided that since we didn’t have to pay for him, and we have the time, we’re keeping him on a trial basis. For exactly 1 week. I am not an animal-in-the-house kind of girl. I wasn’t raised to think of animals as part of the family. Sometimes I sorta wish I was. I love watching families love their animals!!

So mostly, it weirds me out to have an animal scurrying and sniffing and licking around inside! Lol! I told my husband that I’d be good with keeping him around if he lives in the garage and patio. Or outside.

It was no deal.

He said we need to give him away, or let him stay inside.

Hmm….

Another ball of energy to potty train! Another filf monger to clean up after. Another wee one to discipline….. WHAT to do!!

Well. What to do, is look deep into my beloved’s eyes. See the unspoken pleading in them which he’d never admit to, “pleeease give this a chance!” And then let my hair down. Little puppy, or as my son calls him “Batdog” (like Batman, only a dog), gets to have his week-long trial run INSIDE of our house! Though he is currently confined to the kitchen where messes are easy to clean up. (Gotta break me in gradually!!)

And today went… well… Everyone but me loved it! Lol!  My little guys squealed and played with him all day long! My man didn’t focus on anything else the first 20 minutes he was home. And I got almost nothing done during nap time today!!!

All day today, I asked God, “What is this about? Why a dog? Why now? Should we keep him?”

I’m not yet sure on His answer. But I sorta get the sense that God is smiling at this. As if to say, “You’ll see!”

I will say this. Little Batdog is awful cute (Take a moment, and picture yourself yelling down the neighborhood streets, “BATDOG!! HEEL UP!!!”).

And he’s awful snuggly curled up on my lap as I write this.

And maybe if I inch him down to lay on my feet, he and I could get along after all. I’m always in need of a good foot warmer anyhow.

**And Lord, You never cease to amaze me. I love you. And Your surprising ways. Thank you for your unfathomable love. Thank you for knowing my heart and my mind. And how just a couple weeks ago I had thought, “I wish the boys could have a dog to play with. Too bad our yard is too small for a big outdoor dog.” This may not be the one i would have picked. But, somehow, Your ways and thoughts are always better, on all levels, than mine. And I’m so glad. Thanks for pushing me to live beyond myself!!**

Somehow… Don’t tell my husband this… but I have a feeling little Batdog will be here longer than one week!!

Loves. To all of you!
Katie