Father’s Day

I almost enjoyed my Father’s Day gift last week. It was a scheduled weekend tennis clinic at a nice resort with my family. Unfortunately, on the night we arrived, we received a call that our loyal Thomas was lost.

Thomas is one of our very humble, very dependent rescue dogs. After he was pulled from a South Carolina shelter with no time left, he suffered with a terrible case of heart worm that nearly killed him. So what do you do when your Thomas is in need?

We rushed home, spent most of the night searching, and all I found was a lot of ticks, chiggers, and poison oak. Fortunately, Thomas found his way to a nice neighbors by morning. All ended well except for me scratching for a week and then coming down with lyme disease. All for the love of Thomas.