Holy Ghost Dog Settles in Transylvania, LA

Hello folks, thanks for dropping by my place. Have a seat and let’s chat…~smile~

I’ll need to begin with a formal announcement. Hear ye, hear ye, Mama has an inside dog, meaning a dog is darkening her door without threat of execution. It’s difficult to explain how big this is but watching them interact is an out-of-body experience for the rest of the family. I liken it to the feeling we all had when Les Miles and Nick Saban sat beside each other at the Heisman Presentation acting like BFF’s. It’s hard to shake the feeling you’re being had.

I wouldn’t blame anyone aware of Mama’s recent back surgery for wondering if there are pain meds involved but Holy Ghost Dog arrived months ago. I call her Holy Ghost Dog because A) She showed up this past Easter at my parents’ church, convinced everyone she was homeless and somehow charmed the folks into taking her in B) Only an act of God could’ve produced the scenario we’ve been witnessing ever since.

The record setting canine has been christened Lady Lucy and somehow the little Dachshund seems to understand the fragile nature of her position. She’s been working it from the get-go. The parents’ try to act like they aren’t smitten with the dog and the situation is temporary, but Lady Lucy isn’t at all offended. She’s determined is what she is. My sisters and I are convinced Lady canvassed the premises and decided it was a fine place to put down roots, at any cost. She sits as still as a church mouse for her bath and lets great-grandchildren tote her by the neck without complaint. Mama’s pet peeve used to be the cats lounging on the back porch but Lady’s first official act was to send those felines to Papa’s equipment shed and, to Mama’s delight, Lady continues to monitor the perimeter during her potty breaks.

The doctor says Mama’s recovery will be slow and steady but every day is looking a little better than the last and by now it’s obvious to everyone that Lady is something of a therapist. God works in mysterious ways, all right. Sometimes He even uses Holy Ghost dogs. Ain’t that right, Lady?

Hugs,
Shellie