Repercussions

On Tuesday night after the little kids had gone to sleep my dad and I had a conversation. He told me that he had bragged to Uncle John about how good Boelie (my dog) had been. He said that when my dog returned that he was crawling on his tummy like he knew he was in trouble, and that when my dad had punished him for leaving he didn't make his "why are you doing this to me?" yips and yowls. "basically your dog looks for trouble, enjoys him self and them is sorry that he got caught."

I knew that from time to time Boelie would do something wrong, but when I had had to punish him he had always seemed very repentant- not cunning and conniving; playful mischief- not premeditated violation of the rules. I didn't want to think about this, but I did. Then I grinned and said; "You know, that makes him a great deal like George Muller..." and gone was my grin. clearly mom and dad were not in the mood for witty humor, as they looked on with straight, pithy faces.

"Okay," I began again, "Clearly, he is just in need of conditioning- I'll take him out and refresh his memory with the crop."

My parents looked more agreeable at my statement. "And by 'conditioning'" I continued, " I mean after I shampoo him." because I was NOT about to spent any amount of time with any thing that smelled that revolting.

So that was what I did yesterday, apart from my school. However I thought about what my dad had said the night before; was Boelie really a 'Bad dog'? Is he really just looking for the perfect chance to escape? I'm still not sure. I almost feel betrayed, Boelie had been my closest non family friend for nearly a year before furlough. He'd sleep next to me on my bed, we went every where together. Could he really have changed that much?