Office Pup
I walked into my dentist’s office today and something wild happened. A little dog popped into my vision space! He was small, black and white. At first, I thought Boston Terrier…. I tried to ignore him but he chose to stay in my vision space, nudging me to listen deeper…
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- Black and white,
- Wait, not a Boston Terrier––just the colours of that dog
- Not a small dog––a puppy!
- rounded ears that hang down
- that soft fold of skin at the shoulders saying, “I’m going to grow!”
He was staring at something quite intently. It looked like a stuffed carrot, lol. Yellow-sh. He wouldn’t let me forget.
Finally, I asked my hygienist, “Does someone here have a puppy?” She said, “Yes! He is hardly ever here but he’s here today.” Here eyebrows where hovering over her head.
When my hygienist mentioned a toy I asked, “Is it yellow?” and she said, “YES!! When did you see him? He never comes out front.” Then, I had to fess up…
Well… I haven’t seen him. Not really… I see him in my heart. In my vision space.” Now the conversation began in earnest. My dentist had recently rescued this pup. I was awed that he popped in to my visions and honoured his soul self would trust me that much.
After my treatment we tiptoed into the back room to have a look. Oh My GOODNESS! Look how sweet! I was so grateful I had a chance to meet this little one.
Thank you Spirit! Thank you wee pup. You made my day!
Catherine ~