God Loves a Boston Terrier

We love our two Boston Terriers. A lot. Maybe it’s because we don’t have children that we spoil them like we do. Let’s just say they are very well cared for. But…we know they are dogs and not people.

So looking at these photos, I wonder if a line has been crossed somewhere.

I really can’t decide.

Obviously a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel or a Doberman nativity scene would be ridiculous and in poor taste.

But a noble Boston Terrier looks natural in the loving tableau below, n’est pas?

Surely Our Lord loves a Boston Terrier in a special way.


Blessing of the Animals

The National Sanctuary of Our Sorrowful Mother, The Grotto | Events | Blessing of the Animals.

I’m looking forward to next Sunday more than Mr. Chuck Norris looks forward to a workout on his Total Gym. In memory of that crazy guy, St. Francis, there will be a local blessing of the animals in Portland along with hundreds of others across the this great nation… yea, many thousands across the world, perhaps. One of the neatest things about being a member of the Catholic club is that no matter what is being prayed, sung, adored, venerated, partaken of or abstained from at any given moment, you can bet your britches that countless of your fish-eating brothers and sisters around the world are doing the exact same thing. I love that kind of solidarity! Powerful stuff.  

We Catholics love our pets. No…we ell oh vee eee LOVE our pets. We make them our friends, our comforters, children, entertainment, and in my case, food disposals as well. Kinda makes me wonder about idolatry and lost opportunities for a second as I confess this but…okay, now my friend the television is on and I feel better immediately. Anyhoo…

Yes, we’ll be there with the girls, Uno and Susie, two very well-behaved and perfectly trained Boston terriers. And I hear great things about the event. I’ve never been before, being a newly-minted Catholic and all. So many new experiences and things to learn. Like: that if you are completely nuts for our Lord, you can become canonized and inspire wonderful events like a blessing of the animals. I digress.

It’s been said that the animals at one of these blessings are all on their best behavior because that they recognize that something sacred is afoot. Parrots quiet down, cats don’t shred the faces of their owners, etc.

I guess this means the dogs won’t pee on the nice brown robes of the Franciscans. One can only hope. They are a forgiving lot either way, right?

I’ll report back on any shows of extra piety from the girls or miraculous changes in behavior after they are officially blessed by a professional represenative of our Almighty Father here on earth…not that there are behavioral changes needed, you understand. Our dogs are complete angels. Aren’t they angels!? Oh yes they are…yes they are…

Don’t even ask me about taking the cats. They don’t know how blessed they are that I even keep feeding them.

“Blessed are you, Lord God, maker of all living creatures. You called
forth fish in the sea, birds in the air and animals on the land. You inspired
St. Francis to call all of them his brothers and sisters. We ask you to bless
this pet. By the power of your love, enable it to live according to your plan.
May we always praise you for all your beauty in creation. Blessed are you, Lord
our God, in all your creatures! Amen.”