To those that saw this coming WAY before this board….. dogfag here. I was the worst of the worst, but I was honest with God. Hit rock bottom hating God-really hated him!

But then I saw some tasty crumbs. I leaned in like the beaten dog I was and nibbled, expecting to be beaten more, but the beating didn’t come.

The food would be there even when I went off to be an asshole. Someone decided that I had some kind of value…. it was weird and I was very suspicious.

But what I felt was destroying the narrative that I had always heard…..

So long story short, I am the least of the least. I’m one of the dogs that seemed to be nothing in the Bible, but I ate the crumbs. I think it’s the table that he opened up to the townspeople, but I think, even they were suspicious…. dogs are smart.

He’s rescuing other dogs right now. You feel like you just can’t take anymore….. but you would wait for us. If you knew that he is reaching and trying to grab anyone he possibly can, it might make you feel better…..

That’s what our fantastic friend is up to.

Hopefully it won’t take too much longer, but deep down, we all know we’ll wait for that, because it could be us. It IS me.