The Fur Ball

Our son was in a pen of fur balls and this one jumped up and gave him a big hug. We came home with a red, curly one. When we got home, he gave him another big hug. I think they like each other.
We didn't name him right away, mostly because I couldn't decide. I told him he had some big paws to follow. He just looked at me, seemingly unconcerned. I considered names like Scout, River, Rebel. My oldest son suggested Tex, which almost won out. But, then as I was talking to him and eyeing him, the name Oscar came to mind, and it just seemed to fit. So, Oscar it is.
I haven't stopped thinking about Stinky dog yet, but my children have moved on to Oscar. And, I'm happy about that. Oscar, the fur ball, will be a good companion for them. I just now watched my son carry Oscar down the street, so he could show the neighbors his new fur ball. Fur Ball can walk, but because my son is so attached to him, he has not had the opportunity to try out his four legs at our house, yet.
We have agreed that Fur ball will not be a pom-pom. No puffs going on at our house, we don't do fluffs, puffs, and pom poms! He will remain shaggy, like a mop. Messy, and tossed.
Life does move on, for some of us it moves fast, others a little slower. Some things take time to heal, and some things take time to surface. I know for me, it all takes time. I learned this morning that the friendship of a dog is the wisest friendship of all. James even said so, in chapter 3 verse 17 he says that wisdom is pure, peaceable, gentle, reasonable, full of mercy and good fruits, unwavering, and without hypocrisy.

This sounds just like my friendship with Stinky dog, and now that I have been blessed with a Fur Ball, I am sure that God wants to Say That Again to me.