Gomer is gone

I had taken the time this morning to jot down some inspirational reflections on a passage of scripture but, alas, it will have to wait. This evening, while my DH and DD were out on a date, a neighbor came to our door to inform us he saw our dog laying alongside the state route that our road comes off of. He walked me to the spot and sure enough, it was our dear, dumb Gomer. Somehow, he got out without us knowing it and anyone who knows about Basset Hounds knows you cannot train them to stay in the yard. I had to break it to the kids then Craig and Lenae when they got home. We’re all so depressed. I know he was just a dog, but he was the family pet. Thank you God for our "pretty smart for a dumb dog", Gomer.