More from the mutt . . . .

Tuesday I bought some raspberry scones. I had momentarily forgotten that my better half can’t stand scones or I wouldn’t have bought so many. They’ve been my breakfast for the past three days. The mutt was quite persistent each of the past two mornings in begging for a bit of my breakfast, unlike ordinary days as he’s not too interested in the usual toaster waffles or oatmeal. Today I relented, to his great delight. (He tried to chew them quite vigorously, which was amusing.)

There’s a matter that’s been weighing heavy on my heart for nearly five months now. Seeing the mutt’s persistence pay off encourages me in my (apparently) as yet unanswered prayer. And so I shall persist.