The dog of Francois Dorel

Once upon a time, a young hunter, Francois Dorel went to Ars with friends. He was in Ars with his dog, as the Cure of Ars, John Vianney was passing by. He had a particularly well groomed dog. The Priest said, "I wish your soul were in as good shape as your dog." Francois was overwhelmed, made his confession and went to be a trappist monk in La Trappe.

Love Undefiled


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