Unconditional Love

Her name was Sasha, a beautiful little buff American Cocker Spaniel. His name was Norfleet's Cody. He was a most striking, brilliantly splattered Overo Paint horse baby -- a lively stud colt full of energy...they were curious, yet trusting.
During the '80's, I was privileged to train and show top notch Paint Horses. Cody was one the little stallions that came onto the scene via his moma, Luck.
I went to the Crosby Ranch 3-4 times a week and sometimes, Sasha would go along to keep me company. She was another of my dogs that gave unconditional love and she trusted me regardless of the day, time or place.
On one particular day at the ranch, I was really pre-occupied with the horses and did not want her to stray too far. So, for a few minutes, I took a lead line, hooked it to her collar and tied the line to a trailer hitch where she'd be in the shade, be completely safe and out of harm's way (I thought).
When I finished my 'important' whatever I was doing and returned to the long, airy, open hallway of the stable, I heard a strange sound outside the doors. I looked and to my horror, she was twisted and choking too death. With every attempt for her to get air, she twisted and fought in another circle. I scampered through the doorway and grabbed her up in my arms. I had forgotten the lead did not have a swivel on the end and as she had circled, wanting to get to me, the rope had tightened with each turn until her front paws were inches off the ground and she was near death.
I screamed in fear for the young 'helper' to bring me a knife. He ran and knelt beside me saying, "that's a brand new line" I grabbed his knife and said "she's dying" as I slashed the rope in half. Sasha fell to the ground with barely any breath detectable. I lifted her and blew oxygen into her nose several times.
Finally, she roused, took a big breath and moved her head to look me in the eyes. My heart was broken, I had been wreckless in my action and almost cost her, her life. She kissed my arm and cheek as I leaned down to ask forgiveness and, finally, she was able to stand and walk. We're told that dogs live in the 'moment'. She exemplified that on that hot, May afternoon. She loved me as much when it was all over as she had ever loved before. Animals are beyond us in so many ways.
I share this story because it holds pieces of everyday responsibility. Whether it's for myself/yourself or someone I/you love...we must slow down long enough to get a 'reading' for what's necessary, safe and good! When we act without thought, we walk on thin ice. At times we lose focus and 'just do'. For me, now, I must remain focused and make sure I make the right decisions.
As I move through the coming months, I will thrive on unconditional love from husband, family, friends and my little white dog, Percy! I wish not to make wrong moves, but we have no guarantees in this world. In closing I have a couple of important thoughts...be responsible and take special care of those you love...study the options before you grab the wrong 'lead line' and get strangled in mistakes...and, feel safe in the strong relationship you have with the Lord.
I wish blue skies and green lights to everyone today!
Check the lead line before you snap it into place!!