Rejoicing and Mourning at the Same Time

Yesterday I posted about how my brother's dogs got into some sort of a poison. One of the dogs, Ziva, was not doing well at all. They weren't really expecting her to live through the night. The other one, Chuck, was in bad shape but they were pretty hopeful about him. Well, this morning Chuck went home, looking at 100% recovery. Ziva, lived through the night but ended up having a seizure this morning that she didn't recover from, she went to doggy heaven. Sad news to start the day with, don't you think? 

Ziva

I'm so excited that Chuck is doing so well though. I'm even more happy that even though last night it looked like my brother would lose two of his three dogs, at least one of them was able to recover. I am hating the fact that my brother lost one of his dogs, mostly because I absolutely hate my brother being in pain. I wish I could make everything better, but I have no magic powers to do so. 

So as you read this post, be praying for my brother. Pray that God will comfort him and shower him with love at this time.

Thank You!