Dog and Pacemaker

Without a bark or growl, he quickly turned the corner; But oh, the site and size of him! I knew that escaping him was slim. It seemed that out of nowhere he came. Certainly, I would never be the same. Petrified, I simply froze, afraid to run. My chances dropped from slim to none. Out for a walk, the last thing I wanted to see was a stray German Shepherd leaping on me. It happened that his was a good and happy heart; But my heart raced like the speedy cars of Nascar. My slow-moving heart quickly went into overdrive. I thanked God that my pacemaker enabled me to survive. I did not know that he needed a friend on which to lean. Away from home, he needed someone on which to depend. As if he knew me, he turned and walked in my direction, as if he needed me and my protection. His good heart now felt safe. And my fearful heart ceased to race. 053023PS