I don't know if this is unloving or not but if animals are resurrected, I hope they skip the Great Dane down the street that used to poop on my lawn so much. When I was mowing the grass and stepped into a "squishy" spot, I knew who was responsible. It was time to get the garden hose out and clean off my shoe.
Maybe I'm not that loving or compassionate. Maybe I should "turn the other shoe" or be more forgiving.
I just have this picture of being in paradise, singing kingdom songs, petting the lions and wolves, and then having that dog come up in front of me and taking a dump on my shoe.
I don't know. I guess I will just need patience.
Rub a Dub