A package was delivered today very early this morning. Unbeknownst to me, the delivery person left the gate open. I had already let Button out TWICE!!! 😳 Y'all, I have an angel living on my block. No joke. His name is Doc and he's this grizzled old Vietnam veteran. He's such a bright light. We met him at the park and Button adores him. The sentiment is mutual, and Doc has been throwing treats in the yard recently as we haven't crossed paths in a long while. Button is very methodical about searching the leaf piles Jeff makes along the fence for these morsels. He takes FOREVERRRRR when I let him out. 🙄 I have been cursing these treats for days now. 🫣 But today when the gate was left open, Button didn't notice it because he was mining for chicken jerky 😅 This is so synchronous that I can't see it any other way. Purpose has its ways. Sometimes we don't know why we're here, but that doesn't mean we aren't exactly where we are supposed to be. Imagine that Doc survived a war so he could be here to throw treats in our yard so the dog doesn't get out when a sleepy delivery person leaves the gate open 🥰 so many decisions between then and now led up to today. How much do I love that this happened on Veterans Day 😍????and that it falls on 11/11. 🫠 We are all part of a huge tapestry and each thread is integrally unique. We are all exactly where we are supposed to be ♥️