Proof The Bible Is True

Our big, scraggly mutt, Ralph, had joined the family when his original owner couldn’t keep him. In the few months he’d been with us, we had come to love him, and all signs were he loved us too. But he’d developed one habit in his former life that no amount of coaxing could break. We couldn’t get him to come into the house.

 

“Some dogs prefer to stay outside,” I explained to the kids when Ralph settled to sleep in our yard on summer nights. Now, looking at him out there this fall day, I worried what would happen when the weather turned. Sure, Ralph had a thick coat of fur. He’d spent winters outside all his life. But that didn’t make me feel any better. I couldn’t let him sleep outside in the cold without protection, even if he preferred it.

 

At my job as a plant foreman, I found myself imagining what kind of doghouse I might build to suit Ralph. I tried to picture him curled up in a bed with a roof over his head. A roof, I admonished myself. Ha! No way would Ralph set foot in an enclosure with a roof. I knew that much. But wasn’t there something inviting I could build to give him a little warmth? I turned the problem over in my mind every day, but winter was almost upon us and I still didn’t know where to start.

 

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