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Throwback Thursday – Puppy Size

May 19, 2016 By Jodi

Way back in the day, when the internet was still unchartered-territory and Facebook hadn’t consumed our lives, communication was done via e-mail. Most mornings you’d open your e-mail and read a story of hope, encouragement and love.

This story is one of my favorites. It originally appeared on my free WordPress site back on May 13, 2011. Facebook reminded me of this post last week and I shared it on my personal page. I’ve read it a couple of times and copied it verbatim.

Puppy Size

“Danielle keeps repeating it over and over again. We’ve been back to this animal shelter at least five times. It has been weeks now since we started all of this,” the mother told the volunteer.

“What is it she keeps asking for”  the volunteer asked.

“Puppy size!” replied the mother.

“Well, we have plenty of puppies, if that’s what she’s looking for.”

“I know…We have seen most of them” the mom said in frustration.

Just then Danielle came walking into the office.

“Well, did you find one?” asked her mom.

“No, not this time,” Danielle said with sadness in her voice.  “Can we come back on the weekend?”

The two women looked at each other, shook their heads and laughed.

“You never know when we will get more dogs.  Unfortunately, there’s always a supply,” the volunteer said.

Danielle took her mother by the hand and headed to the door, “Don’t worry, I’ll find one this weekend” she said.

Over the next few days both Mom and Dad had long conversations with her.  They both felt she was being too particular.  “It’s this weekend or we’re not looking any more,” Dad finally said in frustration.

“We don’t want to hear anything more about puppy size, either.”  Mom added.

Sure enough, they were the first ones in the shelter on Saturday morning.  By now Danielle knew her way around, so she ran right for the section that housed the smaller dogs.

Tired of the routine, mom sat in the small waiting room at the end of the first row of cages.  There was an observation window so you could see the animals during times when visitors weren’t permitted.

Danielle walked slowly from cage to cage, kneeling periodically to take a closer look.  One by one the dogs were brought out and she held each one.

One by one she said, “Sorry, but you’re not the one.”

It was the last cage on this the last day of the search for the perfect puppy.  The volunteer opened the cage door and the child carefully picked up the dog and held it closely.  This time she took a little longer.

“Mom, that’s it, I found the right puppy!  He’s the one!  I know it. ” She screamed with joy.  “It’s the puppy size!”

“But it’s the same size as all the other puppies you’ve held over the last few weeks,” Mom said.

“No, not size…the sighs.  When I held him in my arms, he sighed,” she said. 

“Don’t you remember? When I asked you one day what love is, you told me love depends on the sighs of your heart.  The more you love, the bigger the sighs.”

The two women looked at each other for a moment.  Mom didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.  As she stooped down to hug the child, she did a little of both.

“Mom, every time you hold me, I sigh.  When you and Daddy come home from work and hug each other you both sigh.  I knew I would find the right puppy if it sighed when I held it in my arms,” she said.  Then, holding the puppy up close to her face, she said, “Mom, he loves me.  I heard the sighs of his heart!”

This is one of my most favorite e-mails of all time!  I have read this e-mail at least 100 times and I tear up every single time!  When I began the search for the perfect puppy in 2003, I was looking for the puppy sighs and I got it. 🙂

I was reminded of the e-mail this morning.  I was in the bathroom getting ready for work, Delilah wandered in as is her usual custom, she pushed herself between the sink and me; I reached down and cupped her ear in my hand and rubbed the side of her head and she just melted into me and sighed.   Immediately I knew what I was going to blog about today!

I am reminded continuously by my dogs about the puppy sighs; and every time one of my dogs sighs when I touch them, the size of my heart swells….with love.

I kind of dig the way the photos are small, and the way they are laid out. Let me know what you think.

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If It Was Any Closer

May 17, 2016 By Jodi

Have you ever been looking for something and you just can’t see it, but it’s actually right in front of your nose? When I was a kid my mother always said, “If it was any closer, it would bit you.” This is one of those times.

As is usual with me, some of the funniest incidents that happen with my dogs, happen when I’m not ready with the camera.

This was the case Sunday morning. Since I wasn’t ready with my camera, I’m going to do my best to paint a picture for you.

Long time readers will remember Delilah has an obsession with chipmunks. You can read about that here, and here.

Delilah loves to chase the chipmunks but she really has no chance because she runs out barking like a fool. For years I’ve been telling her, “Stealth my love, stealth.” But she doesn’t listen.

On the weekends, Hubby and I take turns sleeping in. Saturday is his day and Sunday is mine. I decided to hit the grocery store early, so breakfast was a bit late.

The dogs were both intent on Hubby who was in the kitchen working on breakfast. I happened to walk by the french doors and noticed two chipmunks sitting out on the retaining wall.

Ok, I'm no good with the photoshopping, but I did my best.

The chipmunks in our yard aren’t THAT big, I just haven’t yet mastered photoshopping.

I ever so carefully opened the door. Typically when I open that door, it makes a noise that alerts the chipmunks, but that didn’t happen on Sunday.

Instead, I opened the door and stood there watching the chippies, trying to figure out how to get Delilah over there without tipping the chips or Sampson off.

Delilah looked over at me, realized the door was open and casually sauntered over to and then out the door. At this point, the chipmunk closest to the house, jumped off the wall and darted into one of his tunnels. (That’s the one facing UP the steps).

Delilah didn’t see that chipmunk, instead, she headed for the steps.

And then she stopped.

Right in front of the other chipmunk. I mean, the chipmunk was literally 8 inches away from her head. If she’d only turned to her right, she could have snapped that chipmunk up.

But she didn’t.

Instead, the chipmunk turned around and ran up the rest of the steps and Delilah had NO IDEA anything had happened, until she got to the top of the steps. She must have caught a whiff of chip because she darted over to one of their entrances and started sniffing about.

Fee fie foe fum, I smell the smell of chipmunk scrum.

Fee fie foe fun, I smell the smell of chipmunk scrum. (Old photo, we have green up there now!)

I stood in the doorway, and said to Hubby, “Did you SEE that?”

But he didn’t.

And there I was, at the door unable to capture it on film when I realized my camera was right next to the door.

Right next to it! If it was any closer, it would have bit me.

I guess I know where Delilah gets it from. 🙂

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You Make Me Smile – May 15, 2016

May 15, 2016 By Jodi

You make me smile (or laugh), the sweet, funny, loving things my dogs do on a daily basis, that brings a smile to my face or a laugh to my lips.

The other day when I got home from work Delilah indicated she wanted to go outside. Typically when she does this, she goes out, does her business and comes right back in. So I was surprised when I looked outside and caught her doing this.

Sorry for the mess, the trees are dropping bud like crazy.

Sorry for the mess, the trees are dropping bud like crazy.

Sampson is usually the dog that enjoys laying out and soaking up the sun, so I was taken aback that she was out there.

I....wanna soak up the sun.

I….wanna soak up the sun.

She really seemed to be enjoying it too.

Looking out at her just flat out relaxed like that, really made me smile.

What do your pets do that make you smile?

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