By Dr. Pat Saxon
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October 22, 2026
READING “Dogs remind us that joy is found in small, repeated rituals like walks and shared naps.” – Evan Hart WORDS OF HOPE If I have a bone to pick with Jesus, it’s that he didn’t have a dog. I know he was on the move a lot, and a dog wouldn’t be allowed in the synagogues, but I can just see a rangy brown mixed breed dog loping along in the midst of Jesus’ pack of disciples, eating the scraps from under the tables or some canine loving guests at Cana sneaking him tidbits at the wedding feast. And on those long days of feeding the multitudes and healing people, the weight of exhaustion and responsibility could have been lightened by a good dog lying by Jesus’ side. * Today celebrates Give Every Dog his Day, a time you are invited to reverse that Biblical trend and provide the best possible experiences for your precious companion. Acknowledging the great diversity in dogs, given breed, age, physical health, and temperament, generalizations can be tricky. For example, every dog I have ever had were treat motivated, for which I am eternally grateful when needing an extra boost in training. So, Sage’s favorite freeze-dried liver treats would be part of her day. We’ve met others, though, whose dogs could care less about treats. A walk, for sure, would be high on Sage’s list—even with her mobility challenges. Let there be plenty of time for sniffing clumps of grass saturated with other doggie smells (and catty, and squirrelly, and coyoteey and humany). That’s heaven! (It is distressing to see the rare neighbor looking at her cell phone and dragging her beautiful golden retriever to move faster and faster on her morning “walk.” That’s deserving of a level in Dante’s dog hell.) My last dog, Charlie, a 75 lb mixed breed, was a snuggler, and all manner of world pains could be eased by the way he dug in next to your side and rested with you. Sage, not so much, but she loves the luxury of being able to lie in the sun in the back yard and pick which bed she wants to rest or sleep in, having been caged in a shelter crate for over a year. And kisses, kisses would be a must. Charlie and Coco, his “sister,” would have to have a trip to the lake for their Day, where they could run the edges of the water bumping each other like young colts until they were exhausted. I could go on having fun with this piece, but you know your own dearest companion’s best days, so I invite you to enjoy together those special treats, rituals, close times, and love language. And for all the dogs still in shelters, please hear the cries: “See me. See me for who I am and all the love I have to give you. Open your home and heart to me.” Please foster and adopt. God of all creatures great and small, I give you thanks for the love and loyalty and joy and pure silliness of dogs, for all they bring to our lives, and for all they teach us about life. May we pour out our love and care without measure-- not just today but for a lifetime. Amen. DEVOTION AUTHOR Dr. Pat Saxon *The word dog had a negative connotation in Jesus’ day and I have read that they were considered unclean.