“Save me, Mom”.

I love sitting with you Mom.


But I think I hear the kids coming…


Save me, Mom!


Noooo why? Mom you did not save me!


Totally ignoring you now.


Maybe if I just lay my ears back a little bit everyone will get the picture.


Nope I’m too nervous here. I think I’ll go seek out another hidey spot. Thanks anyways Mom.

This process happens more times in a day than I can count. Brave Stella.


7 thoughts on ““Save me, Mom”.”

  1. Hi Rachel. I am a firm believer in the idea that God programmed certain animals to adhere to us caregivers. Without trying to go too deep on this while I dip my java, but in my care and love for my various dogs over the years I understand a bit more about His view, care and adoption for me. Loved seeing your love for your pal.

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