Last week I mentioned our dog Pogo and how he illustrates my often chaotic relationship with God. He is a pure bred (he was never registered but we have his pedigree papers) Australian Shepherd who came to live with us about 5 1/2 years ago when he was 1 year old. We adopted him from a family that had gotten him as a puppy for their (young adult) son. When their son joined the military they found themselves caring for a dog that unfortunately mom was allergic to - so the dog had to go! When we visited to assess the compatibility fit between him and our home we discovered that he was a very high strung, high octane animal, he had 3 speeds - off, full throttle, and warp speed. He could go from full off to bouncing off the walls in a half second.