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I made a very honest but foolish mistake last night. When I came home last night from work I let my dog Max out in the front yard to go potty. As he takes a long time to go potty and come in I decided to go get changed. Well, getting changed became getting showered to making dinner and suddenly it was midnight. I went into my brothers room to check in on Max, thinking I must have brought him in if it was already past bedtime. I searched the house and came to realize i had not brought him in after he went potty. I opened the front door and he was gone. A wave of panic went over me. I made a loop around the neighborhood calling his name. Nothing. Max was gone. Max is almost 10 with severe anxiety and abandonment issues and he is losing his hearing. My mind was racing. Where is Max? Is he safe? Did someone pick him up? Did he get hit by a car? Is he miles away? My parents were on a weekend getaway and my one job was to take care of the pets and because of me Max ran away. He was gone and I would have to explain that my irresponsibility led him to run away. I went back out with car keys in hand but before I hopped in I had an inkling to call my grandparents at midnight for advice. My mamma picked up and as I was crying my eyes out shaking from head to toe overwhelmed with guilt she told me not to go driving to look for him, to go inside and take a deep breath and she will pray for Max to come home. I went inside and took a deep breath. Then I prayed and imagined my mamma and I both praying to God, "please bring Max home to me". Not a moment after I had said my prayer, I heard the galloping gulunk galunk up the porch and ran to the door and looked into the eyes of an angel who had brought my dog back and I was overwhelmed with joy. I hugged Max crying and gave him treats and then called mamma to let her know he came back. Two hours alone and he could have been gone forever but after the moment mamma and i prayed to the Lord he came back to me. I know it was an angel who brought him back, and I know it was no ordinary angel as it was neither a man or woman angel. As Max passed the threshold from porch to home I envisioned my dog returning home from the Rainbow Bridge, and as Max looked at me I saw Sarge's youthful face, my late dog, smiling at me with knowing eyes, then a ray of light passed from Max as I was reunited with my dog. I'm still overwhelmed with all that happened. It was an honest but foolish mistake to leave him alone, but he is such a quiet gentle dog that i truly thought i had brought him in and he was home laying in my brother's room all along, and i had never been so scared to think something had happened to him. I am so thankful and grateful he is okay!
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Feb 15, 2017, 12:53 AM
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