Yesterday I wrote this post which was in part about a monastery dog.
Here is a picture of the dog at the retreat center where visitors stay.
And here's a picture of the dog at the labyrinth. Does he walk the labyrinth when we're not around?
Notice that the monastic vow of hospitality extends to dogs. Someone built this stray dog a house, complete with a welcome mat:
If it was a week ago, I'd have already been on the road for several hours on my way to the monastery. I am grateful for this place, which extends hospitality to stray dogs and wayfaring strangers and fellow monks and anyone who comes to them.
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