We did the unthinkable: we rescued two puppies. On our way home last Sunday, we found them in an embankment. They had made a nest for themselves in the grass. We had no idea what to do, but having heard that people often find strays and take them in, that's what we decided to do. We kept stopping on the way home and saying, 'should we just take them back and leave them?' 'what can we do with these things?' 'will anybody take them?' Anyway, we ended up taking them home. Travis prepared a box and Amy made some phone calls about what to do. In the end, we decided it was a bad idea for us to keep them. On Monday night, a vet came to our house to give them worm shots, flea medicine and check them over. The next day we put signs up at school, asking for someone to give them a good home. Wednesday, a highschool kid adopted both puppies. We miss them.
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Truly touching.
And now I will share a similar story of redemption.
When I was living in Evansville my roommate (housemate... whatever) wanted a puppy. She found an ad in the newspaper for free ones. Her, I, and a few friends drove to the location where the puppies were being given out, and when we got there, there were none left. It was quite sad for her. On the way back to dropping off our friends (we took an unusual route back) we saw a black puppy limp across the road in front of us. We stopped and Adam (our brave man) got out and checked it out. It was lying in the ditch on the side of the road. My roommate decided she wanted it and we took it home. It had a couple of broken legs, was starving-thin, and looked pathetic. But we took it (I should herein refer to "it" as "him" since "it" is male) in and took care of it and took it to the vet and etc. and within a couple of weeks he was strong and jumping up and down and gaining weight. His name is Zeke... short for Ezekiel. It was an amazing display/demonstration of God's redemption.
Touching.
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