Tracker Jack looks so sad in this picture. Sometimes I catch him looking like this. I was out of town one day this week and it was the longest that I had been away from him since he had come home. He was very pitiful and a bit standoffish for a while after I returned. He limped a little more on his right rear leg and I am reminded again of just how fragile he still is. A wave of unChristian like anger washes over me and I have to remember to pray for the individuals that did this to him.
I make myself do this so the bad feelings and bad thoughts don't poison me and eat away at my soul, making me tough and hateful.
