Well, I woke up this morning and the good news is that my dog really has the word of God in him. The bad news is, it's because he ate my Bible last night. We have a six month old, 55 lb collie/golden retriever puppy who's just now going through that "Hey, this looks like it might taste good!" stage. We got back from witnessing at the NASCAR races in Dover yesterday and I know I put my Bible up where he couldn't get it, but he got it. I guess the good news is that it's my "working" Bible, and not the good one with all of my notes in it.