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| Community Greeter Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: Mid-Life Express
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| A little love story
This was just such a sweet story. "Apply dog logic to life: Eat well, Be loved, Get petted, Sleep a lot, Dream of a leash-free world". - Flavia >> Subject: FW: "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, 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!" indigo
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