Our dog Finnegan has a baby. A little raccoon toy that he has loved since he first came to our home at 7 weeks old. He loves to cuddle with it, and when he’s not with Baby, he feels compelled to hide him in a safe location until Finnegan decide to play with him again. He’ll walk around and around the house, carrying Baby in his mouth, looking for just the perfect spot.
Here’s where I found Baby yesterday.
And here’s Finnegan, on the opposite couch, resting but still close by.
It reminds me of a verse in the Bible which has really comforted me lately. “He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge.” ~Psalm 91:4
Hidden, safe, protected, always watched over by my Father in heaven. Blessings, Lisa