This is Bo, our Boggle (Boston Terrier/Beagle combo). She is usually camera-shy, but gave me this sweet look before running from the camera. Bo is pretty much scared of everything. If the big blue exercise ball is in the room, she won’t come through the door. When the vacuum cleaner starts up, she high-tails it to the farthest corner of the house. When the camera is pointed in her direction, she turns away and tiptoes out of the room. She won’t play fetch because she’s afraid of the tennis ball. It’s a sad way to live.
When she goes to bed at night, we put up a flimsy piece of cardboard to keep her in her corner. If she wanted to, she could knock it over with the tip of her nose, but for some reason she thinks the cardboard is impenetrable. Bo is convinced that she is powerless. This dog is fed, bathed, petted, walked, given treats, talked to, and loved. But something is holding her back from her true dog-ly-ness and we’ll probably never know what it is.
Know anybody like that?
You see, at just the right time, when we were still powerless, Christ died for the undogly… I mean, ungodly. Romans 5:6 (Sorry.)