Monday, March 2, 2009
Sitka's First Real Snow
I am still suffering with my knee, but Mom and Dad are doing their best to keep me comfortable. I am almost four years old and until today I was unable to experience more than a dusting of snow. Being a Nordic breed I longed for the beautiful fluffy flakes to spill forth from the heavens, but each year passed without a real snow.
I am thankful Mom and Dad love me enough to help me up and down steps over and over again. I am not a small guy, yet time and time again my parents sacrifice to make my life more comfortable. Today, they asked me if I would like to go out in the snow for a little while. My heart leaped at the chance to stroll around in the beautiful winter wonderland GOD has so graciously placed in our yard.
As I strolled through my beautiful yard I found my favorite red ball hidden carefully beneath the snow. Wow, a hidden treasure lay just below my feet. God is an awesome GOD! I was able to lay and paw at my squeaky ball while rolling and nuzzling in the snow without hurting my leg. I did not need to run and leap to have fun.
Sometimes we fret over our disabilities instead of making the best of them. Today was a day of thankfulness for each member of my family. Mom was no longer sad; she quickly realized the beauty of each gift GOD gives us, big or small.
Until my paws dance across Mom's laptop.....
Woofs and Wags,