A little story about happenstance and coincidence. Last Friday I was picking up Vegas at school (doggie day care aka the spa). Picking up Vegas is not unlike waiting for an elevator to open. The humans stand and smile at the door, smile cordially at each, and wait patiently for our four legged friends to bound through the door and claim us.
On the door was a little poster with a picture of our Molly and a little memorial message about her. It had hung on the door all week and made me smile. As I waited patiently for Vegas to come through the door another woman waiting for her dog said, "Are you Molly's Mom?" (we are both blond after all).
"Yes I am" I said holding my breath not wanting to cry.
"I am so, so sorry. Molly was a rescue wasn't she? She came from our group." Out bounded Vegas and this woman used her high squeaky voice that just made Vegas fall in love with her and vice versa. As the woman, Gretchen, and I walked out to our respective cars she said, "You know, there's an 8 year old lab coming to me Sunday to be fostered. The dog's owner recently passed away." (Note to self: Do Not Talk to Strangers).
We mulled it over the weekend and went to visit the black lab, Sadie, last night. Vegas and Sadie greeted each other without incident and proceeded on a long walk with us. They liked each other immediately. We left without talking Sadie with us. We needed time to heal, time to think it over.
It took 20 minutes.
Sadie the black Lab joined us on Halloween night, 2010.
Sadie is small for a Lab, about the size of our Vegas, but thinner (for now). She is very sweet and would like to be under your hand and being touched whenever possible. She loves walks. So far she doesn't seem so interested in stuffed toys but likes to chase balls. She doesn't do anything except chase them. She likes to cuddle. She is somewhat tentative and curious. She has been to the vet and has allergies to something and ear infections. I think she's in a wait and see mode.
I know we did this not because we were ready for another dog but because Sadie needed us. Well, that's the rationalization anyway.
I don't think it was coincidence.
Once upon a time I found a dog, a dog without a person, and I whispered in her ear, "You rescue me and I will rescue you." She did. Over and over. This is our story.
Monday, November 1, 2010
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