Don't you love it when you really did HEAR God?   Either 2-3 weeks ago I woke up knowing that I was to find a rat or fox terrier on the Internet for free.   Those that know me well know my old rat terrier died at 18 a little over a year ago.  I still miss him.   Yes, we have way more dogs than we need.  But, we don't have a black and white spotted terrier.  

As silly as this story sounds I got up that morning and as soon as I did my Bible I looked for my dog.  I just KNEW he was going to be in that weeks Thrifty Nickel.  I even looked in the paper.  Looking in our local paper on line is a hassle and I seldom look at the classifieds.  No "Free to Good Home" rat terrier.   I was disappointed, but kept looking and asking God had I heard right.  I know it is such a still thing.   I kept watching free-cycle and the local trading post.  Nothing!  I went to the flea market knowing the dog was there.  Had to be!  It wasn't!  I even walked through the pet section twice.  I also checked their local thrifty nickel before I went.   You know while I was in the area.... :)   Yesterday morning in the free-cycle there was an offer for a terrier.  There are LOTS of breeds of terrier.  I emailed and ask what breed, and if there were some pictures.   This morning I sat down after chores to check email and there was a reply, with PICTURES.   It was Hank!  So much so that one of the kids came through and ask who had sent me pictures of Hank.   Then Becky and Stephen came in about then and both of them agreed he looked just like Hank.  Of course I was blubbering like and idiot.  

I emailed her back and told her unless we had a total personalty clash I wanted him.  He is about a year old and already fixed.  After the kids did some school we went and I met him.  I was really bad.  I made the kids set in the car.   I sat down  in the floor and he was all over me.  We visited a few minutes and I loaded him up.  What I found strange was that once in the car he wasn't interested in the kids.  He sat in my lap, or tried the whole way home.  Kids worked really hard trying to coax him to come back there to them.  Once here he is still more interested in me.  He will take food offerings from the kids and be petted, then come back to me.   I have searched and searched my computer pictures for a picture of Hank to compair, but haven't found one.   His name was suppose to be Buddy, but  he really doesn't seem to know that name and I am not fond of it.  I need to come up with one that clicks.  

For now he is a little shy and standoffish but not much so and if it is his idea he wants in my lap... even at the 'puter!   He doesn't come well or listen well but we will work on that.  

God knew how much I missed Hank and the relationship. I really have tried to be happy with other breeds of dogs, but... there was just something missing. I had no plan of looking for a new dog.  We have way to many anyway.   I do remember whining to God one day about how much I still missed Hank.  I know this isn't Hank.  But, he is a lot like him in lots of ways.  Those that have grew up with fox/rat terriers probably get it.  Or any breed that you grew up with probably.  I also remember whining about not wanting to potty train and deal with a puppy. 

LOL found a word he knows. "No!"  really just "No", with out the !  He was checking out the top of my computer area and I said no.  He stopped and looked at me.   OH and He grins!  Yes this is a big deal and neat.  Hank didn't, but some of my other terriers did.   He also begs I am discovering :)  

I am not sure of God's timing on this.  I spent several weeks searching classifieds and boom He sends it through free cycle.  I really think it may have even been day before yesterday that I enquired.  Then no answer so I pretty well scratched that one too.    Then this morning when I was hormonal, and crabby and refusing to give in to a cold satan was offering it happens.  LOL If I said I was triple bagging my tea this morning would you get it?  I had a big cup with a sore throat tea bag, a cold season bag and a women's liberty bag.  Yea, that combo would be a good sign to not mess with mom :)  I am still hormonal, still refusing satan's offering but feeling very blessed!  

On the way home, and the kids knew nothing about me searching for 3 weeks, they were talking about how much God was blessing me.  The rain, and the dog were what they were looking at.  I am blessed!  These are just the outward signs. 

I wonder if this "Hearing God" moment is a conformation of another moment I had a few days ago.  Humm time will tell!  No, I'm not sharing I am tucking it in my heart and meditation on it.  

All have a blessed day!

Nola

PS... my DH know NOTHING about this!  Won't HE be surprised when he comes home tonight?