When DD went off to college I had separation anxiety real bad & my good friend had a Maltese. I called her breeder and he had a male for me to look at. That was my dear Jack (RIP). I had Jack 5 years & after he passed away DH & I were so sad. Our other dog would not eat or play.
My sister had a friend who had to re-home her little brown dog so my sister told her that we needed her. She gave us her little brown outdoor dog, Maggie. Sis went and picked her up the night we drove the 2 hrs to her house to get her. She gave me an envelope with some papers and we went home. This little (7lb) one was frightened from the traffic on the highway and just clung to me under a blanket. She was so dirty from living out in the yard that I knew she needed a bath before bed time & her nails trimmed. We got home and I scrubbed her 3X and trimmed her nails. Our little brown dog was a 1 1/2 yr old, beautiful, silver & tan Yorkie. The paperwork in the envelope was her AKC papers, signed over to us. That first night, our other dog gobbled his supper, played fetch with his new sister and we stopped being so sad. We all cuddled up in bed that night and life was good again. |