As I was going through some old boxes of things, I happened upon a Christmas card that had a photo of my personal 3 beagles on it. When I opened it I had forgotten that I wrote a little poem inside. The thought crossed my mind today how special our own personal beagles are to allow us to share ourselves with all of the many, many rescue dogs that temporarily move into our home. They have been so kind to them, sharing their beds and toys..showing them how to play again…and most of all sharing us! So to all of our beagles. . .I asked for strength that I might rear her perfectly; I was given weakness that I might feed her more treats. I asked for good health that I might rest easy; I was given a special needs dog that I might know nurturing. I asked for an obedient dog that I might feel proud; I was given stubbornness so that I might feel humble. I asked for compliance that I might feel masterful; I was given a clown that I might laugh. I asked for a companion that I might not feel lonely; I was given a best friend that I would feel loved. I got nothing I asked for, But everything I needed in my beagles!