Ginger

Everyone thinks their pet is special – I’m no different. But Ginger is more than special – I believe she is an angel sent from Heaven just for me. Sometimes she just looks at me with the most intelligent expressions and I feel completely in awe because I just KNOW she’s trying to tell me something really important, (or either she’s trying to figure out why I’m acting so dumb!). Anyway, I swear she has more personality than some humans I know. It would only seem fitting that a lover of anything chocolate would have a chocolate lab. Ginger was not even supposed to make it. She had parvo as a puppy and the vet told us she was as good as gone.  But she fooled everyone and has kept on fooling us for 8 years now. Every time she has been sick or hurt, like when she started throwing up for 3 days not too long ago, I think she’s going to leave us. But then, I come home and she’s wagging her tail and her eyes are beaming with sunshine and happiness. But even more than that – she’s SO HUMAN-LIKE.  I swear, she sits on her butt like a person and lies in the bed longways with her head on the pillow. I’ve even caught her saying “moma” a few times when she greets me at the door.  As I said, she has so much personality, its like having another person in the house. (Now, if I could only get her to take out the trash!) Oh, the other week, my husband was working in the yard and piling up sticks, pinecones and other brush in a pile.  Ginger sat watching him and then, without any prodding, walked over, picked up a stick in her mouth and drug it over to the pile and laid it down.  My husband was dumbfounded and said if he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would have never believed it.  Its amazing just to see what she’s going to do next! Then, other times, she’s as much a dog as she can be – scratching her butt, playing with her toys and begging for food from the table.  All I know is that she is one special dog – and one VERY spoiled dog. You see, I could never have kids (thats a blog for another day) and so I believe God sent Ginger down from Heaven to be my child on earth. Oh, I’m not one of those “dog mothers” who dresses her up in foo-foo doggie clothes, has her nails painted and takes her to the groomers once a week. No, Ginger is a bonafide dog – no frilly clothes, no fancy collars  – just a plain old chocolate lab who lives on a small farm with her “mom and dad”.  But thats whats so special about her – I let her be who she is, and she lets me be who I am. In return, we take care of each other, entertain each other and protect each other.   I think God made alot of special animals – and then he made Ginger.