It is not good to eat too much honey, nor is it honorable to seek one’s own honor. Like a city whose walls are broken down is a man who lacks self-control. Proverbs 25:27-28 (NIV)
While our two dogs do stupid doggy things like lick their butts and eat horse manure, most times, their intelligence astounds me. On election morning, when we walked down to vote, we left Sky out in the yard. Lucy was inside in her crate because she is in season. We could hear Sky whining all the way down at the hall and while we waited, could see her standing watching us from the gate. But, when we came back out from voting, Sky was waiting outside the hall. Most in the crowd watched her warily, but a few true dog lovers corralled her out of the road. When husband scolded her from leaving the yard, everyone defended Sky saying, “She just wanted to vote.” The poll worker who guarded the door gave her her own “I voted” sticker which she still wears attached to her collar. I am just glad that Lucy didn’t get out as well. She might have brought home more than a souvenir from the election. We do not plan to breed her and have just been lazy about getting her fixed. Lucy is getting tired of staying in her crate all day, though. Today, when I came home from lunch to let her out, she was so glad to see me. When it was time for me to go back to work, she was sleeping soundly on the couch. I stood looking at her, hands on my hips, hating to disturb her nap, but thinking about the day when I came home to find pillow stuffing from one end of the living room to the other. She also knows how to open the garbage can. She puts her nose on the latch and applies enough pressure to pop the top off. I remembered the chicken carcass from last night’s dinner that she had already managed to get out once before. I set a boot on its top to weigh it down, but with enough time, she could easily eat the boot and get into the garbage for the chicken. While, I watched her, she opened one eye and as though she knew what I was thinking, got off the couch, came and sat very prettily in front of me looking deeply into my eyes. Please, mama, don’t put me in my crate. So, I closed off all the rooms except the living room and left her to sleep away her afternoon on the couch. While my girls are smart, they do not always make wise choices. Though we try to set boundaries to keep them safe, they still want to eat garbage or stray out of the yard. They live a life of luxury, but are not satisfied with what we give them. How much I am like them when I agitate for more and want what I want when I want it. God has set boundaries for me, too, but I chafe against the restraints when I should be resting comfortably in His arms.