Fido Was an Awesome Dog — A Lesson in Love, Loss, and What Really Matters
The Dog Who Taught Me Faithfulness: Love, Loss, and the Gift of Today The Day Fido Came Home One day my grandfather came home and asked me to get a carton of cigarettes out of the back seat of the car. He had a grin on his face so I knew he was up to something. I hurried out in my eight-year-old body wondering what the real story was. And inside a box was a little black mutt with a white spot on his chest. I named him Fido. I have no idea what kind of dog he was. Mutt about sums it up, but he was a mutt full of love and energy! That was the start of one of the most meaningful friendships I ever had as a kid. It didn't come wrapped in fancy paper. It didn't come with a pedigree or a training certificate. It came in a cardboard box from the back seat of a beat-up car — and it changed my childhood forever. You see, God has a way of sending us gifts in the most unexpected packaging. I didn't know it at the time, but that little dog would teach me more about love, loyalt...