"Give me eyes that see", is my prayer these days. Even though my other senses have increased their ability to help me navigate in my canine world, I'd like to have my eyes back. We are still investigating whether or not it is possible to have my cataracts removed. I am among the uninsured, you know. My human friends are working on that aspect from within their network of friends who support us. If the eye specialist tells us this week that I really am a candidate for cataract surgery, people who see me as integral to the hospitality at Clare's Well say they will help to make it possible. I'll keep you posted.
In the meantime, I don't know myself how I do it, but I just know when there is a puddle ahead and I walk around it even though I can't see. Isn't that amazing? I love how God designed us.