Hero and I are home from our Texas Christmas travels.  It seems every year after Christmas, I begin a new project of some sort.  This year I came home and decided Hero would be this year's agenda.  You do remember Dr. Vet said he should not gain any more weight?  In my eyes, exercise is always the answer to weight problems.  After consulting my two doggie experts and hiking buddies, they assured me he could walk much longer distances than I was giving him the opportunity.  Sucker that I am, I thought he would give out with his short little legs and pick him up and carry him.  MORE THAN ONCE, I have had someone stop as they passed me carrying him and ask, "Who's walking who?"  FUNNY!

SO the first day home, I take Hero to the beautiful Lincoln Parish Park for a little walk in the woods.  I LOVE-LOVE the beautiful parish park and knew he would enjoy a walk in the woods.  We started out with him pulling me in an effort to smell every blade of grass, leaf, twig, or whatever else scent he was picking up.  He was getting his exercise and I was enjoying the great outdoors in the lower 30 degree temperatures. 

AND THEN, things began going downhill.  The Wonder Dog became distracted when he caught the scent of another dog's poop.  He would pull me over to the pile and stand there and want to sniff and sniff.  WHAT is so attractive and alluring about another dog's waste pile?  More than once I had to pull him away and get him back on track again.

As if--THAT wasn't bad enough, he then caught a whiff of something further down the trail that he proceeded to want to roll around in----SOMETHING DEAD-DECAYING--the stink would have gagged a maggot!

SO basically as long as Hero had his eyes on the trail, we were doing great!  It was when he caught the scent of a pile of poop or the stench of rotting flesh that we were in trouble and lost our way.  The stink of poop and death are powerful aphrodisiacs for many.

A dog's lesson in the downfall of mankind.  As long as we have our eyes on the trail God has placed before us, we are headed in the right direction.  It is when we get distracted by man's waste and decay that we get into trouble.  

ANOTHER simple lesson by The Wonder Dog!  By the way, he made it over two miles and slept like a baby once we got home.  The walks in the park could be just the thing to slim the chubby Hero---if I can only keep him on the path!

Teach me Your way, O LORD, And lead me in a level path 
Psalms 27:11


  1. Generally, dogs aren't very smart. Why do they rush to the door when the door bell rings? It's hardly ever for them!

    I dressed our dog as a cat for Halloween. Now he doesn't come when I call him. Cats are smarter than dogs. You can’t get eight cats to pull a sled through snow.

    Dogs can be very lazy too. I tell you, my dog is so lazy. He don’t chase cars. He sits on the curb and takes down license plate numbers.

    Once, to lose weight, I started eating dog pellets you buy as part of his diet. I put a few in my pocket and every so often I ate a dog pellet or a dog biscuit. I landed in hospital. As I bent down to smell a poodle's bum I got hit by a car.

    God bless.

    1. Laughing, Victor! Thank you!
      Blessings, My Friend!

  2. How in the world you tied it in perfectly, is beyond me, rofl. Good grief, Victor, I about spilled my coffee, lololol.

    Have a beautiful day friend...settling in for the severe cold, brutal, bitter cold here.

    1. I can’t imagine being stuck inside with your bitter cold! After about a week of being couped up I’m looking for a cliff!😳. That Victor pulls through for us once again!
      Blessings, My Friend!

    2. giggling over the cliff comment...we got out a for a bit yesterday...now, I am perfectly happy. smiles

  3. Fantastic (and humorous) analogy, Loralu! Yes, let's stick to the path upon which God is leading us, and avoid the stinking trappings of the world around us.


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