God Loves My Dog

We had moved to a new home in a city on a busy street, my small Pomeranian dog was not used to cars or people walking around. One morning she saw a person on the other side of the street and ran down the long drive and across two lanes of traffic barking like crazy at the person. She was half way across the four lane road when the person turned and started yelling at the dog. My dog stopped turned and ran back to me. Amazingly there where no cars at that time in the street something very rare during the morning rush. How many times I have thanked God for His angels protecting her and that I was holding that dear little dog in my arms rather than any of the alternatives.