September 27, 2013
Nearly four years ago, I adopted my dog, Maggie, from the Orange County animal shelter. Some people would say I rescued her from potential death, but like so many other adopted-pet owners, I know the truth: She rescued me. As a single woman, even one with a full and busy life, I felt lonely coming home to an empty home. But once Maggie moved in, it felt like my whole home lit up. Her tail-wagging and ecstatic greetings when I walk in the door are the physical embodiment of God's love and unequaled hospitality.