And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him. – Colossians 3:17
Yesterday, Scout Labradoodle turned ten. According to the “Pedigree Dog Age Calculator,” that makes her the equivalent of 75 human years. She’s officially a “senior” dog with all the rights, privileges, and responsibilities appertaining – not to mention the opportunities, loopholes, and advantages.
Scout is already – and has been for some time – on the high maintenance plan, meaning more pills, shots, allergies, and tests than I’d ever believed possible. But she is happy, she is grateful, and she loves her people with every ounce of her seventy-four pound being.
Her mama was a mid-sized black lab; her dad was a large standard poodle. So she has the tail-wagging good nature of the lab mixed in with the cocky smarts of the poodle; it’s a great combination.
ALASKA: Scout was born the same day our family boarded the Alaska-bound cruise ship in Seattle, where Naomi met Craig, and the Maul family kicked off the most incredible decade of growth and change.
A few weeks later Rebekah found Scout, and first introduced our new family member to me via a, “You’ll never guess what I’ve got in my car” phone call. And so the great adventure began.
Scout is Rebekah’s dog, and one of her favorite photos is this one from when she was still a puppy, not yet a year old. As you can see, I am blessed to be able to take photographs of such naturally beautiful subjects.
I’ve made this point before, but it bears repeating. There is so much I could learn from Scout’s orientation toward life. She lives great theology; she is simply grateful, all the time. “I love you people! I love my bowl of dog food! This is the best day ever! Thank you so much for coming home! I love my family! Thank you, thank you, thank you!”
Life is good; it really is. And I am so very grateful.
(Enjoy the photo-shoot gallery!)