I’ve written before about my morning walks. I used to take my old Basset hound, Dixie, the wonder-dog. But back in May, God called Dixie home to heaven. Now, I admit that I have no Biblical basis to believe that dogs go to heaven when they die, but I just believe they do, at least the good ones. Cats—I’m not so sure about. I could probably make a case that cats go to hell, but that’s beyond the scope of what I want to write about here. But I’m quite sure that I’ll be reunited with Dixie in heaven, along with her sister, Belle, and Gracie, the gospel-dog, and Gabby, the golden retriever (but Kim and I will have to share her with the Stallworths, since they had her first). I believe that God will provide us in heaven with whatever it takes to be happy and content, and for Kim and I that will be Basset Hounds—Gracie and Dixie and Belle—and Golden Retrievers—Gabby.
We now have a Basset Hound puppy, Henry, and a Golden Retriever puppy, Peaches. Continue reading →