...the good shepherd...
Ninja-my german shepherd, and I celebrated the Fourth of July with Gregory, our schizophrenic friend. We had a picnic with lots of fried chicken and watched the Mariners and Tigers on tv. We had a good time.
Gregory was well most of the visit but he had periods of schizophrenia because of Ninja wanting to play with him. He started calling her stupid over and over and even resorted to hitting her a couple times with his hand. At the end of the visit he started to play with her and then suddenly got irritated and kicked her hard, which made her cry.
Ninja is the good shepherd and naturally her love for Gregory was unaffected and he remains her favorite person.
Please pray for Gregory.
Ninja-my german shepherd, and I celebrated the Fourth of July with Gregory, our schizophrenic friend. We had a picnic with lots of fried chicken and watched the Mariners and Tigers on tv. We had a good time.
Gregory was well most of the visit but he had periods of schizophrenia because of Ninja wanting to play with him. He started calling her stupid over and over and even resorted to hitting her a couple times with his hand. At the end of the visit he started to play with her and then suddenly got irritated and kicked her hard, which made her cry.
Ninja is the good shepherd and naturally her love for Gregory was unaffected and he remains her favorite person.
Please pray for Gregory.
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