Gifts come in unexpected packages. Sometimes, they are wrapped in festive paper, tied up with a pretty bow. And sometimes, gifts come through people. Even little people.
I received a treasured gift recently while on an early morning walk with my dog, Hobbs. We had the joy of seeing our darling neighbor, Asher, age 9. Asher and Hobbs have a mutual admiration society, and are always delighted to see one another. I call Asher the “dog whisperer.”