Hello,
Erm … I’m not, like, sure of wot I’m s’posed 2 say here. This guy I now live with, like, made me read a book written by anuther Doberman – Winston – but, like, im not, like, that kinda Dobie.
(ed: that’s okay – you’ll get used to it)
‘Ed?’ whoo’s ‘ed?’ – I thought your name woz Andrew???
(ed: Ah, I’m sorry about that, Humphrey, It IS me – but I am playing my part as Editor of this magazine. I check the writing. I see that spelling isn’t one of your strong points, but that’s okay, you will soon learn)
Oh. Okay. I guess.
(ed: why don’t you tell people a little about your life? Where you grew up, and things like that.)
Well, I cud, but it wasn’t much fun – not at the end, anwayz. It woz, like, I’m stuck in the yard, and they are all inside. And when I become ill it woz like, they just got rid of me. And I nevr got 2 play with anyone. Nuthin.
(ed: Yes, I’m sorry about that, Humphrey – but all that has now changed, even your name. I hope you don’t mind your new name. I thought it suited you because you look like a real character.)
S’allrite, I guess. Not sure what u see, tho – coz Im like thin n stuff. I guess I wasn’t reely expecting to get out of there, but, like, am glad I did. U have good food.
(ed: We are going to get you healthy, Humphrey – you are a handsome Dobie-dog!)
If u says so. I dont think Ive, like, gotten much going for me, but Im glad u think I do.
(ed: And what about all the people you met at the church? They all fell in love with you!)
Yes – they woz nice. Ive not been round people like that b4.
(ed: Well, you’re going to have to get used to that! May I ask you a question?)
Sure.
(Ed: What did you think of Winston and his book?)
Well, like, it was OK … but it was a bit full of ‘god-stuff’. Im not into god – god aint done nuthin fur me otherwise, things wud have been better. So … I aint no Winston.
(ed: Sadly, I am sure there are lots of pets and people who think like you, Humphrey. Their experience of life has been one of sorrow and pain – and so it makes perfect sense to think that there’s no God.)
And even if there wuz, god aint done nutthin to help me – or all those others u mention.
(ed: Yes, we’ve made a really bad job of representing Him.)
Waddayameen?
(ed: Well, Humphrey, God has given us who believe in Him a big role. We are to be His eyes, ears, tongue, hands, and feet. Our lives are supposed to reflect God’s love … for you and for all creation – including people.)
But, like, isn’t god s’posed 2 do stuff n care 4 us all?
(ed: Yes. And He does – but not in the way many think. God isn’t a magic trick that ‘fixes’ everything that is wrong – just think about it; we want God to work to make the universe revolve around every one of us. Instead, God asks that we all work with Him and help each other.)
OK. Not sure ive thought about it like that b4 …
Can I ask u a question?
(ed: Sure, you can ask me anything.)
OK. Why did u bring me to ur home?
(ed: That’s a good question! Well, I saw your photo, and out of all the other Dobermans at the rescue, your eyes told me that we’d get on.)
My EYES?
(ed: Yes, Humphrey. You have kind eyes – despite what you’ve been through and despite all your health issues. You are a good boy but, perhaps, you don’t know it. Your eyes told me that we are going to become good pals, and you’re going to find out there are a lot of things you can do.)
Wow! Ur putting a lotta faith in me, aint u?
(ed: Well, yes, Humphrey. A wise Canine once told me that “A dog has endless faith – faith that, however bad things may seem, they will always turn out for the good.” He taught me to believe that. I’m hoping that I will teach you the same.)
Here’s hopin’, 2.
I dunno … ur weird but ur OK.
(ed: well, thank you, Humphrey.)
No probs … can I stop now?
(ed: Sure.)
OK u whoo’s readin’. I hope it gets better – will rite more soon.
H.
