When Fozzie catches a rabbit, it is big news. My boys are always talking about how fat and lazy he is. He spends most of his day alternately begging to be petted and sleeping at our feet. That is pretty much his whole life. The life of ease he has grown accustomed to has made him soft in his old age. He is a citified, fat and lazy dog. At the ripe old age of 10 years and 9 months (75 in dog-years), I assumed his hunting days were over.
Every now and then, he proves he is still a real dog. Mr. Youngster looked out the door Saturday afternoon and let out a loud "ewwww, Fozzie caught a rat or something." I was hoping it wasn't a rat! I have never seen a rat around our house. I grabbed a Walmart bag and headed out the door. I knew I needed to take care of this before the Mrs. got home (she isn't especially fond of dead things). Fozzie came up on the deck, proudly carrying a dead rabbit in his mouth. I praised him for his manly hunting abilities and he dropped the rabbit, guts and all, at my feet. I grabbed the rabbit and bagged it up. Little Bunny Foo-Foo is now awaiting burial by Sunshine Sanitation.
A couple of years ago, Fozzie caught a rabbit without anyone realizing it. He ate the whole thing except for the head. Assuming we would be very happy and proud of him, he brought the decapitated head up on the deck and dropped it right outside the sliding-glass door. The Mrs. was totally grossed out when she saw the beady-eyed rabbit head with a cute button nose, floppy little bunny ears - and no body - sitting on our deck. She refused to touch it and was horrified that Fozzie would do such a thing! She went downstairs to another door and called Fozzie to her. While she had him distracted, she convinced Mr. Youngster to put the head in a plastic bag and toss it away. He was grossed out too! She called me at work to tell me what a horrible thing Fozzie had done. I tried to explain that he was just doing what dogs do, but it went in one ear and out the other.
Fozzie did what dogs were designed to do - hunt rabbits. A dog is never happier than after he has successfully caught an animal he was designed to catch. Ephesians 2:10 says, "For we are God's workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do." We are just like dogs. We will never be happier than when we are doing what God has called us to do. It is a mystery why we argue so long and hard with God when He has given us an assignment! That assignment is tailor made for us and is designed to draw us closer to Him. Let's trust God and ask Him to show us what to do today, and actually do it! Then post a comment here telling us how it worked out.
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