I lost a wrench in the long grass in the yard while working on an old car.
Thankfully, my dog “Mace” loved to go sniffing around in the weeds and
wouldn’t you know, HE found it and brought it to me. No prayer. No worry.
But thinking of writing a song.
A grazing Mace, how sweet the hound that saved a wrench for me . . .
What do you think?
Dr Bob Griffin, www.grif.net
1 cross + 3 nails = 4 given