Sassy the dog says, “Are you our God? Did our god send you?”

I told her that I was not a God but perhaps her God sent me. 

She replied, “My mom has a God that sits next to her. She is a pretty woman that wears bright colored flowered shirts. She loves my mom so she loves me too. She comes and calms my mom when I do not feel well.”

This is her person’s deceased mother