The Blessing of the Pets

 

Look at me! I'm getting blessed!

Look at me!  I’m meeting the Pope (as far as I know)!

Here's my butt!

Here is my good side.  Go ahead ladies, sniff away.

Several pets at the Blessing of the Pets

Who are these other dogs trying to steal my thunder?

A few weeks ago my folks took Toby to the church for the Blessing of the Pets.  So far it hasn’t worked; he’s still Toby.

Priest with baskets of donations for local shelter.

At the ceremony, they took a collection to help a local domestic abuse shelter.  It is one of the few in the country that allows victims to bring their pets with them.  My family made a large donation of food and supplies (that aren’t shown here) in Geordie’s name.  (Geordie is still with us, but he couldn’t make it to the ceremony.)

Handmade baby gifts for a collection at church.

In addition to the pet donation, I made a blanket/hat/bootie set to donate to help young moms with new families.  (I’m not sure why I keep making baby gifts.  I mean, the babies never write, and they hardly ever remember my birthday.)

Cruel trick dribble baby bottle

Perhaps this is why.  Look at this cruel “dribble” baby bottle!  Who would do such a thing?  Babies dribble enough as it is.  They don’t need to be pranked.

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Cover of the book Dream Our World

If you haven’t yet, you can still pick up copies of Dream Our World.   Dream Our World follows the boys as they visit the museum of their dreams.  They view art from a canine perspective and enjoy a day of unsupervised fun!

Dream Our World is available from Amazon.

 

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