Weekends rarely go as planned and last Sunday was no exception. It began routinely enough, waking up around 9:30 a.m., eating breakfast and searching the newspaper for the Best Buy ad, while waiting patiently for the Colts/Texans game to begin at noon. That’s when a female’s voice provided a gentle reminder that instead of watching football, a chili feed and pet blessing would be attended at a local church. Chili was being served around noon with the blessing following at 2 p.m. My first thought was: Colts/Texans dead. The second thought: Mmm, chili. And the third: Pet blessing? Interesting idea, the blessing of a pet. But is it really necessary? How much trouble can a dog or cat or rabbit really get into with the Lord? A quick, mental rehash of the seven deadly sins showed that the family dog (or in our case three dogs) could use a good blessing, or two. Lust. A leg or two has been targeted at this household and we’ve all seen what goes on at the dog park. Check.