I'm your sweet Angel Heart. I offer you my heart's devotion and I bring you good tidings of great joy with my doggie caroling. I guard you like an angel. But every time a bell rings, I don't get wings; I just salivate.
I'm your little angel. I can do no wrong. Okay, maybe I DO make messes or chew on stuff or eat things that aren't edible. But when I look at you with puppy eyes or cover your face with my juicy kisses, I get my halo back.
Contrary to myth, we dogs can see color. We are dichromats, meaning we see two colors: yellow and blue. Just like human red-green color blindness, So I can't fully appreciate this stained glass window, but I know it's important. I was told "Shhh."
Gothic style often refers to cathedrals, great arches, even this cross with flared ends. I like flare and style. As a pup, my love has plenty of excited sincerity, and personal style. I like to remind you that devotion can be fun too.
Dear Lord, please send your angel to protect my humans while they're away. I don't know where they go every day, but I miss them and I worry. Keep them safe and bring them home again soon. I can't work the can opener myself.
My humans believe in a Higher Power. I believe in my humans. I believe that they love me and will provide for my needs. I believe they know what's best, even when they tell me "No". My trust is the perfect example of faith.
There are several spellings to this saint's name; but he is the Patron of dogs and of people who are falsely accused. When he fell ill, he was sustained by his dog who brought him food. That's a miracle. What dog wouldn't eat it himself?