Wednesday, January 30, 2013
We are supposed to think of other's needs before our own. Sometimes that is an easy task but other times it is a true sacrifice. I don't know if I could do what was done for me in this story.
When we moved into our house about 30 years ago, the previous owner, Mr. Finch, had a dog but couldn't take him immediately with him. My parents agreed that the dog could stay and be picked up when he was able to. Well if you know me at all, you know I can fall in love with a dog in less than 30 seconds. Bosco and I were best buds immediately. About 2 months later, Mr. Finch told my dad's uncle across the street that he was going to take Bosco home with him. My uncle told him 'if you do, you're going to break one little girl's heart.' I know it was a God thing that moved his heart to think of me before himself. Mr.Finch lived alone and was a former POW veteran. I'm sure it was quite a sacrifice to give up his long loved companion to me. What a generous gift I received. Bosco lived many years after that and was loved like family. He was the first dog to get to come into the house. He met me every day as I got off the bus and I looked for him as much as he did for me.