What a heart warming story.I was crying as I was reading it.I hat to send it on.
Merry Christmas to all of you from Bruce,Brutus.Sissy andClaudia
The reason for this season?
Happy Birthday Jesus
God bless you all.
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From: GJC <glendad...@gmail.com>
Sent: Tuesday, December 23, 2008 7:49:02 PM
Subject: [Chihuahuas] sweet story
Dear Santa,
>
> On December 24th 2007 I was outside alone, watching the family inside
> the warm house enjoying what the humans call Christmas Eve. I was
> trying really hard to stay warm in my drafty dog house, I was
> shivering and hungry. Suddenly, I heard a voice asking me if I had a
> Christmas Wish. I was scared because no one ever talked to me except
> to scold me or make fun of me. When I looked up I saw you hovering
> above me in your sled and your reindeer were shaking their bells, it
> was the first time I ever heard music. I will always remember the
> sound of the beautiful jingle music your reindeers played for me on
> that cold night; suddenly I felt a sense of hope. I asked you for
> only one thing, I said "Santa, next year can I be inside and not
> outside on Christmas Eve". You said simply, "Yes" then you and your
> reindeer disappeared into the twinkling lights of the universe..
>
> Time passed and it was summer when I got really sick, I did not know
> what was wrong with me. The Doctor said my heart was not working the
> way it should, and I had a really bad skin infection and the medicine
> was very expensive. My people would not spend any money helping me,
> they took me to a place called a shelter. I was taken to a room with
> a wet concrete floor to lay on. The shelter people were not told I
> was sick and needed medicine because my heart did not work right. I
> don't know how many days I was there, but I overheard a lady talking
> about me and that rescue was coming to pick me up. I did not know
> what rescue was, but I waited for rescue, whatever that was.
>
> The shelter worker took me to the front desk where another lady was
> signing papers for this thing called rescue. Oh, Santa I had lost
> most of my hair, had a skin infection, ear infection and was having a
> hard time walking, I was so sick and afraid. The rescue lady kissed
> me on my head, and told me she was a rescue lady. She talked gently
> to me, telling me not to be afraid, you are safe with me. She carried
> me to her car and laid me in a nice soft bed and I went to sleep,
> feeling safe for the first time in my life.
>
> A few days later, I was having trouble breathing, the Doctor said I
> was in heart failure and needed to stay at the hospital. The rescue
> lady started to cry, and told me again not to be afraid, the Doctor
> would take good care of me. I really don't remember too much about
> those days in the hospital except the rescue lady came to visit
> everyday and told me she loved me. I got much better Santa, and the
> rescue lady took me home with lots of medicine that would help my
> heart and heal my skin infection. She told me I was going to live
> with her forever, she was my Mommy now and she would always take care
> of me, because I was a "special needs" dog.
>
> Many months have passed, it's almost Christmas Eve. I just wanted to
> let you know I am inside and we have a tree with twinkling lights on
> it. I know now, when I watched you disappear last year into the
> twinkling lights of the universe, "Yes" meant I would be inside this
> year looking up at the twinkling lights from under my Christmas tree.
>
> Love,
> Gracie
>
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"I do not feel obliged to believe that the same God who has
endowed us with sense, reason and intellect has intended us
to forgo their use." --Galileo Galilei
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