Finding Purpose

Took me all morning, and although my back didn’t cooperate one bit, I still managed to groom Travis, our new little rescue dog for Christmas. Isn’t he cute! You might be thinking I’m lucky not having to pay a groomer. Yep, definitely happy about that! But, believe me, I’ll still have to pay a hefty price for asking my back to do, well… anything.

Maybe I can’t work in my grooming profession anymore, but I think maybe this delightful dog was sent to me for a reason. I packed up my tools 2 1/2 years ago, knowing that my skills would eventually dwindle away. Grooming was my livelihood, but far more important than that, was having to walk away from who I was.

Now, thanks to Travis, we both get to shine once in awhile. ๐Ÿ™‚

Travis 12-8-14

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amy elizabeth, writer, author. Lives in the northeastern reaches of the Sonoran Desert on a small hobby farm. Raises laying hens.
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8 Responses to Finding Purpose

  1. He looks so cute! You did an amazing job!

  2. Littlesundog says:

    What a cutie pahtootie!! He’s just the sweetest boy!

  3. Great story and a real cutie.

  4. Mumsy's Little Chancy Man says:

    Oh, my goodness! He is adorable and your skills are for sure still there. Hugs and nose kisses to you and Travis from Chancy and me!

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