My dog, who is more beautiful than most of the women in Indiana (granted, not much of a feat), has had a rough time of late.
In November came the episode of congestive heart failure. I prayed,
and I took her to the vet, who put her on high doses of a diuretic for two days, and then a regimen of heart medications. By this month, her enlarged heart had reduced to normal size, thanks to the intervention of Jesus! 
Late last week, she got hold of some bad meat. It made her sick -- very sick. She refused to eat or drink. I prayed that Jesus would help her again
and He did! The vet diagnosed an intestinal bacterial infection and provided antibiotics (Clavamox, nasty stuff). On Saturday, I forced the pills (with peanut butter) down her throat and also forced her to drink water by squirting it in her mouth. Sunday, she was drinking, but not eating. Same yesterday, when I started forcing her to eat by forcing balls of chicken, cheese, and canned pumpkin into the back of her throat and holding her mouth closed until she swallowed. I also started her on a prescription appetite enhancer from the vet yesterday.
She really didn't like the forced-feeding scenario. But she only drew blood once . . .
Finally, just after I forced some of this food down her throat at lunchtime today, she started sniffing around as I was cooking up a pound of ground turkey (for making of more doggie meatballs). She ate turkey and rice, all by herself, from a bowl! Only about half a cup total, but don't want her to overdo and toss it back up.
Praise Jesus for getting her through this horrible illness!
Even the vet wasn't sure if she'd make it. She dropped from 89 to 83 pounds in under a week, poor thing.
Now, if anyone doubts the power of prayer, or that the Lord answers prayers, I can show you x-rays of my dog's chest showing just how much God has helped her!
I'll be doing a children's sermon this Sunday, about the great Christmas present God gave me!
The kids will be thrilled to learn of the power of prayer.
Join me in praising Jesus for this miracle!
In November came the episode of congestive heart failure. I prayed,


Late last week, she got hold of some bad meat. It made her sick -- very sick. She refused to eat or drink. I prayed that Jesus would help her again

She really didn't like the forced-feeding scenario. But she only drew blood once . . .
Finally, just after I forced some of this food down her throat at lunchtime today, she started sniffing around as I was cooking up a pound of ground turkey (for making of more doggie meatballs). She ate turkey and rice, all by herself, from a bowl! Only about half a cup total, but don't want her to overdo and toss it back up.
Praise Jesus for getting her through this horrible illness!

Now, if anyone doubts the power of prayer, or that the Lord answers prayers, I can show you x-rays of my dog's chest showing just how much God has helped her!
I'll be doing a children's sermon this Sunday, about the great Christmas present God gave me!

Join me in praising Jesus for this miracle!

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