Scariest Chewie Moment

I thought I was going to scrape up a dead Chewie off of 70th street today. On Sundays such as today, when the sun is out and it isn't too cold, I take Chewie to the dog park. It gives him a chance to run in a fenced yard and play with other pooches. Well today Chewie realized that his head can fit through the fence at the dog park (why they have 4 inch wire fences in the "little" dog area of the dog park I have no clue). Well in Chewie land, if he can get his head through, he can get his body through and in one slick moment Chewie was out. This may not have scared me if he had gone through the fence from the little dog area to the big dog area, but no, Chewie went through the section that goes to the parking lot and then onto a busy 70th street.

I of course wasn't quick enough to catch him from escaping and luckily I had my running shoes on! I ran after Chewie (but of course got held up through the 3 gates a human must go through!). I saw him go into the parking lot, but couldn't find him. I feared the worst, I thought he had gone into the road. But thankfully a woman, a man and a pitbull saved my Chewie from the street. Thankfully Chewie is a very social pup with humand and dogs otherwise... he may have been road pizza!

I have never been so scared in my life! I cried the way home, thankful I had my pup. I am motivated to write the city a letter about the fencing, which isn't appropriate for a little dog section, but am sure I will get a response that they do not have the funds to fix the fence. Which will most likely motivate me more, afterall we pay so many taxes. This also motivates me to start saving money for a fence of our own, so Chewie can just go outside our door to his own play area, though it will be minus the other pups.

Update

Well, I was told this weekend by a dear friend that I don't blog on a regular basis. And it's true! I enjoy blogging, but have to admit that since I cannot use my work computer for personal use, I don't log on much anymore. The state is much more picky about my use of their computer than I was when I was in private practice, or any previous employers were. So to all who follow my blog, I apologize! I will try harder to keep up and keep you posted.

Moving Moment

At church last sunday it was our missions sunday. We hear about what we have been doing in missions abroad and locally, as well learn of the needs. In the service there was a true story video, I want to share that story with you. I can't remember the names, but the message is what is more important.

A group of seasonal banana farmers/harvesters/workers (men, women and children) were on a bus headed to the banana fields in Colombia, when they were stopped by guerillas. The guerillas took the bus and drove it about 20 miles with the people at the back of the bus. They stopped the bus and had the workers get out, kneel, and tied their hands behind their back. The guerillas set the bus on fire and proceeded to shoot the workers. One male worker while on his knees prayed for his persecutors, that God would show mercy upon the guerrillas. At the end of the ordeal all 26 workers were shot, all died but one, the worker who prayed. A few years later the worker who prayed was in a local jail (for preaching the gospel) and was celled next to the guerrilla commander ordered the killings. Over time, the worker witnessed to the guerrilla commander and that commander came to know the Lord. To this day the worker and commander are friends and the worker disciples the commander.

What struck me about this story was the interview with the commander whom is so remorseful for what he has done. He weeps daily for the death he has caused. Also, the compassion for the worker to put aside his judgements, anger, vengeance and just be Christ, how amazing!

I don't know if I could do that. Forgive something like that. It was truly touching and life changing.

Work!

I have been getting many questions about work and thought I would share with all. Work is work. At times I enjoy it and at other times I wish I was somewhere else. But I do love it most days. At times my job can be stressful as I come from a progressive state and Nebraska often seems as if it is still in the 50/60s. But I know I am doing great things, I know the Lord is doing great things through me.

I found out today that a new co-worker of mine has resigned, I really liked her, so she will be missed greatly. But I also found out that I can laterally move into her position which is a permanent position. Which means I would be a permanent employee and would do more of what I love. This job would be working mostly with sex offenders. I know what many of you are thinking, how could you work with those type of people? I didn't think I could at first, but let me tell you I think it is a calling from God. It seems so many times I had people mention being a sex offender therapist and I would always say no, until now. This inpatient program in corrections is amazing! It is using DBT (Dialectical Behavior Therapy) which is a new concept and is quite successful. I am currently working with sex offenders about 35% of the time and really enjoy it. Don't get me wrong, it can be difficult at times hearing their stories, but it is great to watch these folks change.

The Agony!

I have to be a part from my puppy this weekend and I am sad about it :(. I know many of you laugh and say, its just a dog. But he's not, he fills my baby void. I am sad about having to leave him at Grandma Hay's house for the weekend. Oh well...

More Honeymoon Pictures!

Haystack Rock and the house from the movie "Goonies". The bungalow where we stayed. View from Ecola Park in Cannon Beach (part of the Goonies was filmed here, the part of the old restaurant was constructed on the park grounds and torn down after filming). And a large anchor in Newport (Ted is standing next to it).

Honeymoon Pictures!