I sometimes think of Red as my angel dog, he fits into my life so purposefully and gracefully. I thought of this this morning when I went out to mow the lawn, spewing grass and twigs all over the place. Red always sits about 20 feet from me, he moves when the mower gets too close, but never goes near the street or out of my sight.

He sits quietly, watching and waiting. All he asks is to be near me, and he almost always is. Red has the spirit and bearing of an angel, he is ever sweet and patient, strong and tough when I need him to be. He is a beautiful and truly selfless creature, he is always there for me. I think he may well be an angel come to earth to keep an eye on me.