They are the last in a long line of hunting dogs owned by two men who made a priority of hunting quail when the season was open. Today the dogs reside in a couple of runs in the shaded back yard of one of the hunters. I introduced myself to the dogs recently when I stopped by to visit their master.
Belle is fourteen. Gray hair obviously resides around her muzzle and near her eyes. The small female pointer no longer has distinct black and white coloring. The lines have literally grayed. She licks my hand enthusiastically when I call her name. Sadie, in the run next to Belle, is eleven. Her large frame is covered almost entirely in white, which camouflages the creeping up of time. She acknowledges my presence but seems disinterested in getting to know me better. She is a typical pointer.
In a pen across the way, three quail reside with some chickens and a few pigeons. Two roosters and one hen stand still on top of an elevated brace. Nancy and I hear the roosters many mornings during the spring. Nancy whistles back until we walk out of earshot. I wonder if their calls excite Belle and Sadie. I wonder if they remember days gone by when they roamed from plum thicket to creek bottom in search of quail. I wonder if they reminisce through the chain link fence. I wonder if they can imagine the sound of a shotgun and the smell of gunpowder. If they are anything like their owners, they smile within when the memories surface.
That was then and this is now. They may never hunt again. However, thanks to a very good master, they have everything they need in order to enjoy every day. Their water remains fresh and their food remains plentiful. They have clean pens and waterproof houses. Life has changed, but, thanks to a very good master, they still enjoy every day.
There comes a time in life when all of us can no longer do what we used to do. We spend more time sharing memories than making them. The older some people get, the better they were. Life changes; yet, thanks to our faithful, wonderful, heavenly Father, it remains a life of blessing. He continues to provide all that we need because He loves us so.
His love endures forever, Earl
- LifeGroup Attendance on October 20 – 565
- Membership Matters Class – Sunday, October 27 at 10:30 a.m. in the Parlor
- GriefShare – Sunday, October 27 at 4:30 p.m. in the Parlor
- FALL CARNIVAL – Sunday, October 27 in the FLC from 5:00 – 7:00 p.m.
- Wednesday Evening Meal at 5:00 p.m. Chicken Fried Steak