Sunday, November 13, 2011

Part One of the New Family Member: The Best of Mutts from Alabama

When Strapping Young Lad was about 2 years old, I explained to him the difference between "pets" and animals that we eat...(ie we are a  family that hunts...)  I told him that we don't eat family members (our pets).  And in his Very-Young-Version-Of-The-English-Language, he would solemnly proclaim that we "don't eat 'hamily hembers'.."

At any rate, we lost 3 very precious, fuzzy, family members this fall: 

Moses, our ancient pony




Romy, our young Brittany Spaniel



&;
Wolfy, our old husky/german shepherd



Blackberry, my old black mutt, is alive and well, nevertheless.


Meanwhile, we strongly feel the Absence left by the forementioned. 

So it was inevitable that my heart bled, proverbially speaking, over one dog in particular on Petfinder.  And Hubby is so sweet (aka indulgent) that he gave me the green light to adopt our newest "hamily hember."

Just like when we got Wolfy and Romy, we made the commitment to adopt and got out our pocketbooks, with the dog in question still sight unseen.

And this latest didn't disappoint.  She was advertised as a German Shepherd mix, about 6-8 years old.  Unremarkable with some quirks, really.  Has been waiting, in a foster home, to be adopted for years.  This wrung my heart out.

She turns out to be...Less regal German Shepherd... she looks more like a fat dingo to me.  I could only laugh as she got off the rescue-mobile transport that came straight from Alabama. 

She has a face that only a Mother could love.

She can best be described as "spare parts." 

She is backwards and timid, and resisted getting into our car to go home with us.  Part of me, just like sometimes in the past, thought "What did I get myself in to..."


We have our work cut out for us. 

But, you must see, our noble, beautiful Wolfy gave me the gift of being willing to fall  in love .... in spite of The Risk, or even though you know that the Time together is Short (we only had her 1 1/2 years), and that in spite of all the pain and tears when you must say "good-bye"...
 the Loving and Knowing is worth the pounds of pain.

The Blessing of Loving always outweighs the sacrifice that comes with it. 
 Period.

So I know that I'll fall in love with this Homely Thing, our new dog, that until now has not been wanted.

Stay tuned for Part 2...this story gets better...

1 comment:

  1. Oh, my! Such a story as this warms the heart indeed. And knowing that the story only gets better gives me pause as I await the 2nd rendition. BUT...Young Lad and Baby Girl are at such an advantage to experience life from this view. Merry Mama you a a rare gem for sure! kls

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