A friend of mine breeds poodles. The last litter there were only 2 puppies, but I had fun playing with them. She has a new litter now with 9 puppies. They are 7 weeks old. I got to go for a visit today. Raising 9 puppies took up the whole main floor of her house. When I arrived they were in their resting pen. She opened the gate and they all came running out. She called them, “puppies, puppies!” and they followed her down the hall to the enclosed “Puppy Kindergarten”. Both of us went in with them. The area was full of puppy play toys, a tunnel, a slide, a rocker, and other sensory devices. My friend and I had some treats, so when a puppy came up on the platform in front of us and sat down nicely, they would get a reward. It was pure mayhem for about an hour as the puppies ran around, played with each other, fought with each other, claimed the tunnel for their own, played tug of war, and much more. I just laughed and laughed. After a while, they started to wear out. One by one they found a spot to plop down and close their eyes. Five of them made a puppy pile all together. One of them fell asleep in my lap while I petted his soft fluffy fur. I was so glad my friend allowed me to come over. There’s nothing like an afternoon of puppy therapy.

I Found God today playing with puppies.