This past month has been rather uneventful. I did get another private patient. He was terminal, on Hospice, had a third brain tumor and lived for three weeks. At present I have two small two hour jobs but I believe that when God closes one door he opens another.
About 4 this morning I woke to the sound of sleet hitting my bedroom window. In the distance I heard the sound of thunder rolling, I immediately called out to Happy, as he is so frightened by loud noises. About that time there was a very loud clap of thunder, as I leapt out of bed I found that Happy was right there where my feet were about to hit the floor. I reached for him as I stooped to hold him close and soothe him with my words of comfort before he scooted under the bed to his hiding place. The heavens opened and it began to pour it was loud. He did come out for his breakfast but it another 4 hours before he decided he could not wait any longer to go outside and take care of his business.
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