I’m a certified dog-lover. Perhaps it’s because I’m allergic to cats, but I’ve always had canine cohorts. I grew up with dogs. After I married, almost the first thing I did was drag my husband to the shelter to find us a fur-baby to love. Through my first years of marriage, my terrier-mix Lady was my primary companion during the days. My three girls were raised around dogs and now have furry friends of their own.
As I slowly adjust to my suddenly empty nest, I find myself in a season of major and sometimes severe transitions. My three dogs are once again my primary companions and resident therapists. I’m convinced they sometimes save my sanity. My love-puppies have the uncanny ability to sense if I’m happy, depressed or ill. Whether I’ve been gone mere minutes or several days, they always greet me with happy barks and wagging tails when I walk in the door. Being blessed to be able to work at home means I don’t have a take-your-dog-to-work day. In essence, I take my fur-babies to work every day, enjoying the company of my shepherd/pit-bull mix Sadie, my terrier Missy and my Chihuahua Mea (yes, above is a picture of my adorable mutts!)
In my February release from Love Inspired, Her Valentine Sheriff, my hero Eli is afraid of dogs, stemming from an incident in his childhood. Since I personally have never met a dog I didn’t love, it was in many ways a difficult book for me to write. In the end I realized fear is universal. Everyone is afraid of something. For me, it’s facing the wide, sometimes lonely expanse of an empty nest and learning to adjust to this new paradigm. For Eli it was his dog phobia.
I believe it’s what I do with my fear that counts. Does it send me rushing into the loving arms of Jesus, or do I cave into my frightened emotions and try to deal with them on my own?
How about you? How do you deal with the fearful situations in your life? And please tell me about your pets! I’ll pick one commenter at random to receive an autographed copy of Eli’s story, Her Valentine Sheriff.