I didn’t think Winston would make it. Really, I didn’t. That bad dog down the block ripped him to shreds. Not only that, but the poor dog had to have a 2nd surgery to fix up all those yucky sores. My girls prayed and prayed for Winston. The neighbor kids prayed for Winston. Unbelievably, he is healed! He is 10 years old. I’m not sure how much life he has left in him, but, strange as it may sound, I have seen God move in the hearts of my little girls to heal a dog.
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