The Sunday church service would be held outdoors. Among the highlights was to "bless the animals".
My first thought: "It should be the other way around."
Considering what we've done to animals, though, I don't know why an animal would bless us.
But what do I know? Maybe Barb's church is right. I haven't attended a church service in 50 years.
I found my church when I was 15 years old.
Alone, in a forest.