He Gives and Takes Away

I miss my little buddy Titus, but am comforted in knowing he is playing with his Master!  It has taken a week for me to be able to write about him, but here I am, on a rainy morning, thinking of my sweet Titus.
There is not much I can say.  For those of you that knew him, he was not a typical Doberman.  He was a gentle soul who loved everyone.  I just keep replaying the scripture "He gives and takes away." 
I can't say that I didn't question his death and place blame on many things.  Moving, not taking him to work that day, not looking harder for him when he and Cache ran off, but as my sweet friend Michelle said, that would be questioning God.  It was his time.  We are just a mist.  Life is short and we need to live each day in honor of our Lord.  We don't know when our last moment will be. 

Days are getting easier.  I know he was just a dog, but that doesn't make it any easier for me.  I love my animals deeply and each tear I cry for him helps me heal.  So here's to you Titer-bug.  I can't wait to see you with all your hair in all your glory someday!