Ellie

On August 2, 2007 I adopted a small black hairy mess. I named her Ellie, after being groomed and bathed and bathed some more she turned out to be a Miniature Schnauzer. My family thought I was insane getting a dog, I was 4 months into my Master's program. But, I'd started feeling lonely in Fayetteville and thought it would be nice to have someone to come home too.

I thought I picked Ellie, but over the past two years I have found that God picked Ellie especially for me. She has been the bestest friend I've ever had.

Tonight I came home and found that she had been throwing up and having diarrhea. I took her out and her stool consisted of blood. I rushed her to the Animal Hospital and they have told me she has a very upset intestinal track. Last night, I'd bought her a ham bone and let her have some of it, apperantly it's made her very sick. The doctor feels Ellie will make a full recovery, but wanted to keep her overnight because Ellie had become severely dehydrated. She also wants to do new x-rays in a couple of hours and make sure her track is clearing up with the medicine they gave her.

Tonight, admist the fear and concern I was feeling for Ellie I realized that I must be something right. I must be on the track that God is wanting me on, because Satan knew right where to hit me that would at first make me question God. My first thought was 'God, why Ellie? I'm trying to follow you closer now then ever, why let Ellie get hurt?' But then I realized, this isn't God making Ellie suffer. This is Satan, apparently I'm becoming a threat. I asked God to forgive me for doubting him and remembered my memory verse "A righteous man may face many troubles, but the Lord will deliver him from them all." - Psalm 37:4.

So Satan, I'm not going to worry but instead I will knock on God's door and seek God's will and pray for God's love and comfort for me and Ellie.

In honor of my sweet dog I am posting some pictures of her that show some of our good times together.