It all began the day my son told me that his favourite dog was a Bull Mastiff. That conversation seemed to get the ball rolling. It was only a matter of days before a friend told me he met someone who was looking for a home for his English Mastiff. Bull Mastiff, English Mastiff – how was I to know there was a 100 pound difference!

The owner paid $10,000.00 for this dog and he was giving him away. I was interested. I’ve always loved a good deal and this was the best to date – or so I thought.

To make a long story short, Elvis moved all of his 260 pounds into our home where he truly lived up to his name “The King”.

Despite his many shortcomings – excessive daily shedding, sometimes extreme drooling, using my couch as a serviette, trying to sleep in my bed and ripping my sheets, jungle breath and the worst flatulence you can imagine, I fell in love with this gentle giant.

Yes, despite all his faults he was a wonderful and entertaining friend. The day Elvis left the building my heart broke. I am thankful for all the good times and great memories he left us with.

God used Elvis in my life to teach me many lessons. The greatest lesson was the day I sat on the end of my bed waiting for my turn in the bathroom. Elvis was sitting by my side as I was petting his soft face and simply enjoying him. I don’t remember the exact words that God spoke but He let me know that He enjoys His children in much the same way I was enjoying Elvis.

It’s important to be in the Word and in prayer but let’s not forget to take the time to sit in God’s presence, enjoying Him – even as He enjoys us.