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Anyone who knows me, knows that I love
animals. I could spend untold amounts of time talking about my
furry children (Max, Dixie & Hunter my Labs, and Binx & Phoenix my black
cats)! Many also know that I spend a lot of time on
computers! So you can imagine the e-mails I often receive about
our furry family members.
Each month, I will share with you an e-mail
that I have received that has made me laugh (or from time to
time, cry). I hope you enjoy
them as much as I do! If you have received an email that should
be posted, please forward it to me at
LVH@charterinternet.net
Kim, Hospital Manager |
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~Puppy Size~
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You will know precisely what this little girl
is talking about at the end!
"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?"
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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 where 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, you're not the one."
It was the last cage on this last day in search of the perfect
pup.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 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 sigh!"
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!"
Have you hugged your pet and family today? |
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