Dogs Are Wonderful

(video might seem a bit repetitive; I would've cut the length a bit, but Windows Movie Maker would freeze up every couple of edits, forcing me to restart the program. At some point I just gave up and said "they'll live.")

I feel like our life has gotten a big lift ever since we got Luna, who is officially 3 months old today. No wonder that dogs are used as therapy animals; although Luna is not a therapy dog yet, she has helped us a lot. She has brought us so much joy during these tough times. It is nigh impossible not to have your spirits lifted by a dog who is so happy to see you (Harmony tells me that Luna starts to get a bit antsy around the time I usually come home). I have been afforded a measure of peace recently, whether it's consistent prayer to submit to God's will, or Luna, or a combination of both.

Now, I know that having a baby is probably like 6.02 x 10²³ times more (everything) than having a dog. But both of us feel like she has served as somewhat of a surrogate child for us. We feel as if *we* have the cutest and bestest dog in the world, which, I'm sure, is the way other dog owners feel too. And then there's the fact that we want more, albeit perhaps when Luna's a bit older. A couple of nights ago, we submitted an application to adopt from a Havanese rescue organization. A Havanese seems like it'd be a wonder dog for our family, but since they are somewhat rare, pure-bred puppies are quite expensive. And so what better way to help the Havanese cause than to adopt one from a rescue organization? Since Havanese are few and far between, it might be months or years before we hear back.

BTW, this rescue organization's questionnaire made me feel like Harmony was filling out an application for a TOP SECRET security clearance or something...I was surprised it didn't ask her for her past addresses for the past 15 years, or any felonies or misdemeanors.