I dont think Im stretching the truth or exaggerating too much when I say that small miracles are happening every day. This morning the phone rang, and it was our dear neighbors calling to invite us over to their backyard to have a look at something they found there. He was a little clandestine, and secretive and playful all at the same time. But our neighbors are fun and delightful people who always have good things going on...so I slipped on my blue jeans and flip flops and walked across the street with my Builder, wondering what it might be about?
When we got there he pointed to an area in his back yard, and with a twinkle in his eye asked, "Does that belong to you?" I looked across their beautiful english style garden in the making, and there was Doobie, strolling down a path!! Yes, thats right!! That old tortoise of ours had somehow made its way across the street, and up a curb, and has spent the last week in their back yard!! Miracle I say-miracle!!!
Im so very grateful and happy that Doobie is back!!
Thank you good neighbors, for your watchful eyes!!!
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Hooray, Cindy! When Chelsea told me Doobie was lost, I was so sad for you. Tender mercies...
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