Easter seems to be all about dogs this year.
At the Good Friday service, meant to be solemn, tacent and contemplative, we were joined by a sweet Yorkie cross, being babysat by an old lady who told everyone who ‘oohed’ and ‘aahed’ over the dog, ‘David said it was okay for me to bring Pepper!’*
*David is the vicar and not the old lady’s imaginary friend. Pepper was the dog. I didn’t see her wee, or I’d be writing about Pepper spray.
The dog was very well-behaved. Better behaved, in fact, than the old lady, who spent the whole time whispering to the only small child present, who replied in stage whispers. They seemed to enjoy themselves.
At this morning’s service we had a guide dog in training, a black lab puppy named Max. Beautiful dog, and also well-behaved. Not like the time a young man brought his new pup and it did several rapid laps around the pews during the creed.
Perhaps it was the dogs who inspired David today. Half way through a talk about the astonishment that was felt when the tomb was found to be empty, he apologised for losing his train of thought, but he was starving because he’d had no breakfast – and then he surprised us all by opening a tin of Pedigree Chum and eating some of it. He shared it with a few brave children and even cornered a young fellow only there because his banns were being read (I wonder if he’ll turn up for the wedding?).
It was semi-melted Mars Bar, of course, poured into a re-labelled prunes can; but David shared that information only with those of us who asked him after the service if it really was a tin of Chum? I’m a little worried, now I think about it, that many people didn’t ask him what was in the tin; did they take his act at face value? No doubt, he will forever be remembered in the parish as that funny bloke in the long dress who ate dog food during the sermon.
As my friend Lois said in relation to something else entirely, but which seems rather apposite here – you can find anything in the Church of England.
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The previous word was ‘slimsy’: Flimsy, frail – what this post is in relation to the true Easter story.
If you celebrate it, Happy Easter!
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