I first noticed a small dog sitting next to its owner at the front of the church. ~This was the very first time I had seen a dog attending Mass – but no-one seemed to be at all surprised by the dog’s intermittent requests for attention.
As Mass progressed I realised that that there were quite a few more dogs dotted about the pews, but I still had no idea that the parish was celebrating the feast day of the patron saint of dogs – St Rock.
Man’s (and woman’s) best friends received a special blessing at the end of the celebration. It really was lovely.
More of why I was at visiting the parish later, but it was a wonderful introduction to St Rock, who must have a special place in any dog owner’s heart.