“O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, the city that kills the prophets and stones God’s messengers! How often I have wanted to gather your children together as a hen protects her chicks beneath her wings, but you wouldn’t let me."  Luke 13:34 Some days are harder than others.   Today was one of those harder days.  It wasn't harder emotionally or because some tragedy happened.  It wasn't harder even because of some crazy circumstance outside the sphere of my human control.  It was hard because it was dog-washing day.  Let me explain. Our family has a beloved dog named Little Bear.  He is named Little Bear partly because he looks like a little bear (black, half Chow and half Eskimo Spitz), and partly because he has the fierce warrior fight of an actual bear.  In his prime, he took down and tangled with predators large and small in defense of our family.  It was the stuff legends are made of. Now in his twilight at seventeen-plus people years of age, his hearing is all but gone and the ca