Someone sent this to Rob and we both got a good laugh about it.
A few hours later, we took Noah and Nigel to the dog park. As soon as we entered, a dog we hadn’t seen before came racing up to them, greeting them. She was medium-sized, with gorgeous fur, and her owner was nearby, so I asked him what kind of dog she was. A hybrid, as it turned out.
“We got her from a rescue organization in Canada. It’s taken her awhile to get used to us, but she’s great now.”
“Do you know anything about her history?” I asked.
He shook his head. He had another dog at the park, too, and commented that it was also a rescue.
“Most of the dogs here are rescues,” I said.
“Ha! They rescue us.”
Synchro! The dogs in the photo think so, too!
These kinds of synchronicities are fun and their purpose may be to simply point out that we’re in the flow!