He has a way of nudging us when we are distracted from his attention yes.
Good one. Praying as well for your ear infection. Those are no fun I know.
I remember as a kid waking up with blood on my pillow from ear aches. Not
good. May God bring healing and relief to you.

Brad



At 01/15/2004 on Thursday, you wrote:
>Brad,
>
>Dogs teach us wonderful lessons and, when you've had a guide and pets for as
>long as I have, you've come across most of them.  It's good to share your
>thinking and how He spoke to you using the dog as example.
>
>I have one too that is very recent so I'll share it now.  Yesterday, as on
>almost all other previous occasions that I am upset/praying through stuff
>etc, my dog is faithfully there, burrowing his head into my knee and, if I
>take no notice and don't appear to be thinking of him by patting him and
>reassuring him that all is well, he will start to nudge by hands so that I
>have to pay him attention.
>
>OK, he's a bit unhappy with the situations, so you don't carry this to
>extremes;  but he certainly comes very close and reminds me that He's there.
>Who else does that!  <SMILE>
>
>
>--
>Carol
>
>
>
>----- Original Message -----
>From: "BD" <[log in to unmask]>
>To: <[log in to unmask]>
>Sent: Wednesday, January 14, 2004 10:11 PM
>Subject: What my dog told me
>
>
> > Now before you think I'm totally cracked. Let me clarify my dog doesn't
> > talk to me, she whines pretty good when however she wants a treat or
> > couchtime, but I can assure you she does not talk. Nonetheless she showed
> > me a great lesson within a fraction of a second this morning. Each night
>my
> > son would call the pup into his room to have her quote,  "sleep at Mike's
> > house", as we so fondly call it when she sleeps in the room of someone.
>For
> > months on end he'd call her in there, and in the morning I'd wake Mike up,
> > the pup would come flying out, wriggling her butt jingling her tags on her
> > collar, and wanting to go outside to do what dogs do when they get up and
> > want to go outside. Upon her return from that duty, she invariably would
>go
> > to the top of the basement stairs, turn around and look back as if to
> > say... "I'm going down to sleep at Amber's house now, OK?", and then she
> > turn and rumble down the stairs to not be seen from until my daughter
>Amber
> > would arise or perhaps even later. Now you and I both know the next best
> > thing to a dog's bed is the kitchen. Our little pup, is constantly
> > underfoot trying to sniff out secret droppings off the counter top, or any
> > little fragment that she happened along. She stands guard better than a
> > Mexican border control in search of any morsel. If at night she will give
> > up lap time, a good petting or just about anything to get in the kitchen
>if
> > someone is in there rattling around. Why? It is instinctive to a dog to
> > eat. I mean after all it isn't the taste of the food there because most
> > things she swallows whole and never touches a taste bud on her tongue. It
> > is her instinctive response to survival, to eat when you can what you can.
> > If there is provision, if there is sustenance, if there is something that
> > is an inherent need, she will discount anything else and pay attention to
> > that instinct. This morning was an exception in which in a split second
>not
> > only did it recognize what she did, but god, not my pup, spoke to me a
>life
> > application of what my dog just showed me. As any other day, the pup came
> > out the room, went outside and returned again, but as my wife was cooking
> > eggs, with pans rattling and eggs sizzling, she walked right past the
> > kitchen, went to the top of the stairs and without missing a beat rumbled
> > down the stairs for her early morning nap. It occurred to me how that
> > ingrained habit of waking up, going out, coming in, and going down stairs
> > was so engrained in her, that she allowed it to subvert an instinctive
> > behavior of eating food. What seems to be extremely important to her was
> > blinded by a simple habit which stopped her from doing what is inherently
> > her duty of survival. It occurred to me how we can fall into that trap as
> > well, to have daily habits which we do, that make it impossible to
>consider
> > what we ought do. We can become so programmed to a habit, a thought
>pattern
> > that we not only fail to consider an alternative to our time or path, that
> > we subvert what we are destined journey. Habitual behaviors are good, if
> > pointed towards a goal worth meeting, such as a habit of a morning Bible
> > reading, but some habits are just habits we've picked up without realizing
> > it even and can rob us of time, resources, or money even. The first part
>of
> > this lesson is complete, recognizing the benefit of the lesson, the next
> > lesson for me is now prayerfully applying that knowledge, that little
> > lesson God showed me through my pup, and how it applies to my life
> > currently. Are you caught up in a habit which might pull you further from
> > your destined journey? Have you taken a look at your daily life to see if
> > perhaps you too haven't entered into a routine which you do because you've
> > always done it that way, or spent that time doing this or that? I'm sure
> > yawl have heard the old joke of the mother and daughter in the kitchen
> > cooking ham? No? Well I'll tell it then won't I. lol. Two women are
> > preparing a ham dinner. One lady grabs the ham and whacks off three inches
> > of one end and tosses it out and slips the ham in the pan and starts to
> > prepare it for cooking. The other lady says... "Why do you always do
>that?"
> > "Do what?" the first lady said. "Toss away the end of the ham like that,
> > that is perfectly good ham.". The first lady defends her action by
> > explaining that her mother had always done this from her earliest
>childhood
> > recollection, and that is was undoubtedly to cut off the dry end of the
> > ham. That she has always done this and it is just what you do when cooking
> > ham. Little did the lady know or realize, that the reason her mother had
> > always cut off the end of the ham was that her pan was three inches
>shorter
> > than the ham and needed to cut if off to get it to fit. Sometimes we do
> > similar and miss a greater opportunity or facet of our journey by failing
> > to  recognize those habits which draw us further away.
> >
> > Brad
> >