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I was asleep in my room and the dog kept bumping into my room door just outside the room where he was also asleep. When the noise became too much for me I got up and shot the door properly restricting him to the sitting room only.

My action marked the end of his sleep as he kept scratching the door for me to reopen same. I just ignored him; because I needed that sleep so badly and sooner or later he would get tired.
From my sleep, I could here my keys which I had left on a table in the sitting room hit the ground and I couldn't ignore that sound; because I know my car keys were also on that same table, and if the dog was playing ludo with my car keys, it could mean different things for me. I thought about it for a few seconds and decided to go and check what the dog was up to. The idea of having the dog chew my key fob to pieces was enough to erase whatever sleep was still left in my eyes.

As I opened the room door, I saw the house keys on the floor and luckily too the car keys were still on the table; but the slap I had prepared for the dog was still cocked in my mind and I think the dog could sense it. He didn't cower in the corner like he would normally do whenever he did something wrong.
I'm sure he must have sensed the calibre of the slap I walked in with and almost immediately he made his escape through the partially open balcony door I had left Incase he wanted to use the bathroom while I was sleeping.
I still stretched myself in an attempt to slap the living daylight out of his behind as his hips disappeared through the partially open door.
Though I didn't connect, I allowed him escape and shot the balcony door behind him.

I peeped through the window and saw him cowering under the plastic chair on the balcony. I said to myself he would stay there till tomorrow as punishment.

He loves to stay indoors, so restricting him to the balcony for 24hrs... believe it or not was punishment. It wasn't long before I could hear him whining and screaming his lungs out trying to get my attention to allow him indoors.

His whining and shouting fell no doubt, but unfortunately they fell on deaf ears; because in my mind, till tomorrow he (Bally) would be outdoors.

When I finally felt like I had had enough sleep I woke up and made it to the sitting room to look at Bally through the window; he was very agitated and kept his whining and shouting on high gear. He was all over the balcony walking and sometimes sitting on the areas of the balcony with urine. I knew there was no way I would be letting him indoors today even if I forgave him later in the day. I don't think I want him bringing that filt of urine through his feet or his off white coat into my sitting room or even worse rub same on my sofa.

EkoErrands:
I was asleep in my room and the dog kept bumping into my room door just outside the room where he was also asleep. When the noise became too much for me I got up and shot the door properly restricting him to the sitting room only.

My action marked the end of his sleep as he kept scratching the door for me to reopen same. I just ignored him; because I needed that sleep so badly and sooner or later he would get tired.
From my sleep, I could here my keys which I had left on a table in the sitting room hit the ground and I couldn't ignore that sound; because I know my car keys were also on that same table, and if the dog was playing ludo with my car keys, it could mean different things for me. I thought about it for a few seconds and decided to go and check what the dog was up to. The idea of having the dog chew my key fob to pieces was enough to erase whatever sleep was still left in my eyes.

As I opened the room door, I saw the house keys on the floor and luckily too the car keys were still on the table; but the slap I had prepared for the dog was still cocked in my mind and I think the dog could sense it. He didn't cower in the corner like he would normally do whenever he did something wrong.
I'm sure he must have sensed the calibre of the slap I walked in with and almost immediately he made his escape through the partially open balcony door I had left Incase he wanted to use the bathroom while I was sleeping.
I still stretched myself in an attempt to slap the living daylight out of his behind as his hips disappeared through the partially open door.
Though I didn't connect, I allowed him escape and shot the balcony door behind him.

I peeped through the window and saw him cowering under the plastic chair on the balcony. I said to myself he would stay there till tomorrow as punishment.

He loves to stay indoors, so restricting him to the balcony for 24hrs... believe it or not was punishment. It wasn't long before I could hear him whining and screaming his lungs out trying to get my attention to allow him indoors.

His whining and shouting fell no doubt, but unfortunately they fell on deaf ears; because in my mind, till tomorrow he (Bally) would be outdoors.

When I finally felt like I had had enough sleep I woke up and made it to the sitting room to look at Bally through the window; he was very agitated and kept his whining and shouting on high gear. He was all over the balcony walking and sometimes sitting on the areas of the balcony with urine. I knew there was no way I would be letting him indoors today even if I forgave him later in the day. I don't think I want him bringing that filt of urine through his feet or his off white coat into my sitting room or even worse rub same on my sofa.

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He has been whining since afternoon and I have been hearing since too. I just made food this night and gave him in the balcony and closed the door immediately. So that when he finish eating he would realize that he's still under punishment.

I know I would have forgiven him by now and let him in if he hadn't sat on that urine filled area. Now that he has, I have no such plans or ever will till tomorrow.

If under punishment, then why did i feed him...oh get you behind me Satan...I don't want him to die now. I love him.

My new plan is to bath him tomorrow before letting him into the usual indoor arrangement.

That's my final decision; I said to myself.

Then by then he should have learnt his lesson. Next time he won't destroy my stuff because he's upset with his ancestors.

It then occurred to me ...who knows, maybe this is the same way God handles my matter..

Maybe when I offend God he just throws me into his balcony and feed me from the window ...hnmn maybe just like this story ...because he still loves me. And while I'm in this balcony (difficult situation) I continue to do dirt and God leaves me there till next Sunday when He will give me a thorough bath.

And maybe I keep praying and fasting on the balcony and God just allow my prayers fall on deaf ears just like me and Bally story. until next Sunday.

And I keep wondering why my prayers are not being answered immediately. And God keeps waiting for Sunday to bath me.

And I keep doing dirt even inside my difficult situation and

This is what just went through my mind men!

Bally is still out on the balcony but I still love him.

He will get his bath tomorrow by God's grace but I have learnt something from him today.

To always live a righteous life every day of my life and maybe that difficult situation would never come.

Because if I don't throw God's keys to my heart on the floor, He would never throw me out into the balcony.

Bally thank you for yet another life changing inspiration.

The real reason why Bally is in my life is a story for a day that may never come.

Cheers!

Chai I wish I could upload a picture

EkoErrands:
He has been whining since afternoon and I have been hearing since too. I just made food this night and gave him in the balcony and closed the door immediately. So that when he finish eating he would realize that he's still under punishment.

I know I would have forgiven him by now and let him in if he hadn't sat on that urine filled area. Now that he has, I have no such plans or ever will till tomorrow.

If under punishment, then why did i feed him...oh get you behind me Satan...I don't want him to die now. I love him.

My new plan is to bath him tomorrow before letting him into the usual indoor arrangement.

That's my final decision; I said to myself.

Then by then he should have learnt his lesson. Next time he won't destroy my stuff because he's upset with his ancestors.

It then occurred to me ...who knows, maybe this is the same way God handles my matter..

Maybe when I offend God he just throws me into his balcony and feed me from the window ...hnmn maybe just like this story ...because he still loves me. And while I'm in this balcony (difficult situation) I continue to do dirt and God leaves me there till next Sunday when He will give me a thorough bath.

And maybe I keep praying and fasting on the balcony and God just allow my prayers fall on deaf ears just like me and Bally story. until next Sunday.

And I keep wondering why my prayers are not being answered immediately. And God keeps waiting for Sunday to bath me.

And I keep doing dirt even inside my difficult situation and

This is what just went through my mind men!

Bally is still out on the balcony but I still love him.

He will get his bath tomorrow by God's grace but I have learnt something from him today.

To always live a righteous life every day of my life and maybe that difficult situation would never come.

Because if I don't throw God's keys to my heart on the floor, He would never throw me out into the balcony.

Bally thank you for yet another life changing inspiration.

The real reason why Bally is in my life is a story for a day that may never come.

Cheers!

Chai I wish I could upload a picture

I wish I could upload a very good slap