I accidentally hit my dogs head with a heavy bowl, I was swinging my Labs bowl behind him as he entered the house with out permission cause I was going to feed him and my little tiny shitzu mix got in the way and I knew that it hit him so hard went into convulsions and I told my husband and daughter what had happened and screamed I killed my dog! Meanwhile they rush him to the drs I cant handle it I just get on my knees and screamed out to God to save my dog..by the time they got to the hospital he was fine? I said fine what do you mean?...My daught told me he was dying or acting like he was dying on the way then something happend and he snapped back to normal Im sure that was right after my cry out to God..this was a miracle folks cause this little guy was hit hard! Praise Jesus!!
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Funny, isn't it, how you RR-tards never seem to mention your God when something goes wrong (for example, if your dog hadn't recovered)?
If your God were truly benevolent, he would have prevented your dog from being injured in the first place.
Fuck the starving-to death-kids of the world. God has more important business to do - fixing clumsy fundies pets!
Sounds like your dog had a seizure caused by your clumsiness, and he recovered - no miracle - no god needed. I hope you got the (vet) "drs" to check him over cos there could still be a problem if it goes untreated!
I cant handle it
We can tell.
Here is another little gem from that same RR thread, this one by dustyfingers:
"Many years ago I babysat for two girls from my daughters kindergarden class. One day one of the girls fell into a large bush, one of its thick branches was broken off & sharp like a dagger. Her eye was punchered & her vision from that eye gone. Many people from her church & school & other prayed for her. About six weeks later the family was taking her to a specialist in a city about 500 miles away from her home. When they were close to the city her vision was restored 100%!!! Praise God!!!"
Of course, as with all of these supposed miracles - there is never a shred of proof, just anecdotal stories
Wait a sec - you guys are wrong about something. When the RR-tards God doesn't answer a prayer, they do address it - in the form of an apologists cop-out:
"God must have a plan fo rhim/her/them" or "God works in mysterious ways, who am I to question gawd"..yadda, yadda, yadda
Butterflies. You are a complete idiot. That's rare you know, most idiots have some parts missing but you're the whole package. Go kick yourself in the head.
(btw yelping /= convulsions)
So much fail ...
Obviously god-jeebus had caught up on healing all the sick and lame and afflicted in the world, fed all the starving children and their parents, deposited some more oil in the ground for conservatives to fuel their Hummers with. Then when he was done with all that he had just enough time left over to fix the Lab you brained in the head.
Oh ... wait. No he/they didn't.
P.S. Learn to grammar.
First, you know when someone is knocked out? Similar principle here. People, and indeed animals, recover from that on their own. Naturally.
Second, you accidentally hit him hard enough to send him into convulsions? Gotcha.
My dog cut her leg extremely badly week of Thanksgiving last year, right down to the bone. When I discovered it. . . I called someone to come help me get her to the vet, then I got a clean towel to put compression on the wound until they arrived. Then the vet suggested the possibility of amputation and needing blood. I didn't ask any god for anything. The -vets- fixed her up and -we- kept an eye on it between vet visits and she walks just fine 99.99% of the time now.
And guess what? Other than essentially canceling each other out, neither of our stories proves anything, except that your dog is pretty strong and/or you didn't actually hurt him as badly as you think you did.
BTW, don't ever fucking hit ANYTHING with an object like that EVER AGAIN. I don't care in the least why you were doing it, it's completely unnecessary.
Back in 1995 I was unfortunate enough to be in Kosovo. I was being driven in a UN marked jeep by a UN driver. It was hit by an off route mine. The driver was killed but I was blown out of the vehicle into a tree. A jagged branch tore my left bicep open. By chance, the medical kit from the jeep had landed, undamaged, close by. I managed to suture the wound closed.
I don't recall offering any prayer...
Here's the thing - was the hand of god responsible for my salvation (and if it was, why couldn't he have been a bit kinder? - I had a hell of a time trying to avoid various militia) or was it more to do with the fact that I had put kevlar body armour complete with trauma plates down in the passenger footwell of the jeep?
Um... you just ko'd him. Haven't you ever watched boxing? Head injuries cause sluggish behavior, disorientation, and sometimes unconsciousness, all of which look like the person (or dog) is dying. Usually it just takes a little while to recover.
But no, when you have an accident that eventually turns out to be not-so-serious, you praise god. What would you have done if you had actually killed your dog? Success is given to god, failure belongs to you or satan. You people piss me off.
Many years ago, my Dad was working in the garden with our (then) newly-acquired Welsh Springer Spaniel puppy sniffing around and enjoying himself, when some twat of a delivery guy decided he wasn't going to bother going round to the front door to deliver our UPVC bathroom cabinet; instead he opted to hurl it over the eight-foot garden fence. It smashed down straight on top of the dog's head, leaving him in a seemingly lifeless heap on the ground.
Instead of wasting time talking to himself (you'd call it praying, I suppose) my Dad shot out of the garden, grabbed hold of this guy, and systematically set about tearing him a new arsehole, yelling about how he'd "killed my dog, you bastard!"
Upon his return, my Dad was relieved to see the puppy had recovered enough to be back on his feet; if rather shaken. A quick vet checkup, and he was pronounced fit as the proverbial fiddle.
The point is, the result would have been exactly the same if my Dad had dropped to his knees and begged some god or other to make the dog better. Thus, your god is exactly as powerful as blind chance; no more, no less. Now ask yourself why that is.
That's hardly miraculous (although, to be fair, I'd probably flip out even more than you if I did something like that). Most concussions--even quite severe ones--are not fatal.
What is more likely a miracle from God, however, is that someone so clumsy and dimwitted manages to survive past the age of twelve.
Hmmm... fictional stories in "real" life to support more fictional stories in a badly written, musty old book...
Haven't I seen this movie before?
You gave the dog a concussion, you dolt. God didn't save him, he naturally got reoriented.
Now if only God would save the starving children and end all wars, then everything would be honky-dorey.
I dare say you probably can't handle much in the way of reality.
Your dog had a concussion.
Why do you worship a God who's plan includes you whappin' your dog so hard he convulses?
Because the thought of your dog eventually recovering from a mild concussion never occurred to you?
Oh, that's right, Rapture Ready and Thought are like oil and water.
lmao. My dog had a seizure for no apparent reason last week. Cost a fortune in blood tests and now the dog is on better prescription drugs than I am. My dog was saved (or just came out of it, like most dogs do), and I didn't even pray! It's a miracle!
It was a shih tzu (For fucks sake, if you own the breed, at least know how the hell to spell it).
They are prone, as are a lot of toy breeds, to apple dome. This is where the skull is not fully formed over the brain. Yeah, you bat one of those dogs in the head they'll go into a seizure. Either that, or yeah, he was acting like he was dying. Little dogs tend to over react to perceived threats. It's not like they can face a challenge on their own.
you don't seem to understand the meaning of the word "omnipotent". this god isn't nice, he's a jerk. he makes you hit your dog and then right after your broken down into grief he goes "haha, just kidding".
your gods fucking with you women.
Then why the hell wasn't my father cured of his MS? My family prayed for him to, you know, not die, but that didn't exactly happen. So I guess your god loves your dog, but my father wasn't worth his time, even though he had a wife and a 9 year old daughter? Yeah, you fail
Do these idiots not understand what a seizure is? Of course he came out of it, the seizure ended and his brain managed to reset itself. It's likely that he had a pretty good concussion afterward.
Why would god allow your poor dog to get whacked on the head in the first place? Seems that preventing it from happening in the first place would be a lot easier than cleaning up the mess later on.
btw, my old dog used to have seizures all the time and while they always looked horrific, he would always be perfectly fine once they were over. They're never as bad as they look.
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