It All Worked Out

Oct. 21 will be my dog Frodo’s 8th birthday. Isn’t he adorable! He is a rottweiler / hound dog mix. Saturday will also be our 2nd anniversary (which is why I made it his b-day since I don’t know his real one). I was very much manipulated into taking him. My boss at the time and another co-worker both begged me to take him in b/c their friend was moving out of state and could not take him with them. I had 3 dogs at the time, and did not want a 4th. They continued to beg me saying that if I didn’t take him that he would be placed in the animal shelter. They fully took advantage of my compassion for animals, knowing I would not be able to stand any animal being placed in the shelter. So I agreed to take him on a trial basis. What I did not know was that his former owner was moving in less than a week. Also, when they described him to me, they explained a much smaller dog, and I was shocked when I saw how big he was.
His name had been Plato when I got him, but as with all my animals, I wanted a name that was significant to me. Yet I also needed a name similar so that he would respond to it. Therefore I named him Frodo b/c of my love of “The Lord of the Rings.”
Even though my generosity had been taken advantage of, I am very grateful to have Frodo in my life. He is an awesome dog and friend. He came into my life less than 2 months before my 17-year old dog, Bart died, and my 12-year old dog Jaydee died 8 months after that. Although Frodo could not replace them, his gentle and silly personality was a great comfort during the times of loss.
Therefore, even though my ex-co-workers were unkind for using me, God really did work all things out for His (and my) good!