"it growled at us!"

Lake Park, GA

Something awakened me outside the church early this morning. Heather stirred. Then informed me, "It's a dog—it growled at us!"

I looked up and it was a big, black dog, very close. But my first instinct was to say, in the pleasantest voice I could muster, "It's okay, boy, it's okay." And that did the trick. He seemed to recognize us and started to wag and even acted like he wanted to come over for a pet. But then he and his buddy dog wandered off, continuing their morning romp. I've often noticed that dogs wandering free seem to be the happiest and least aggressive.

That was our excitement this morning. Tomorrow's excitement (God willing) will be walking across the state line into Florida.