When I was a young boy, I had a dog named Foxie. Suffice it to say that we were so close that our spirits were one. It seemed that we could almost communicate telepathically. She would do just about ANYTHING I directed her to do. I was shocked when she had puppies how things changed. I would drag her away from her litter to play ball as usual, but then she'd hear a whelp from one of the pups and I suddenly went form hero to zero - like a bullet back to the litter.
I witnessed a similar phenomona in my wife with the birth of our two sons a few years ago. Feminine gutteral instinct was a force to behold.
With this in mind Jehovah shows us just how secure members of the blood covenant really are, in Isaiah 45
Can a woman forget her sucking child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? yea, they may forget, yet will I not forget thee. Behold, I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands
