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Originally Posted by navillusc  I followed that amazing thread... breathlessly...and I was so happy for you...the way everything turned out...the alignments that occurred (your Dad)...it was truly meant to be, and I understand it completely.
I knew Brody was mine the instant I saw a typed paper looking for a "good home" for a "purebred Yorkshire Terrier"...and there was nothing but words on the paper...no picture of him...but I felt it that he was mine.
There was a picture of Mia, but I knew she was coming home with me, too, and when I called the next morning, the lady said she was surprised at the quick response (my email) because she had just posted the ad to re-home Mia only a couple minutes earlier.
I know their backgrounds to a certain extent, but who the breeders were or pedigrees or registrations did not play into my instantaneous love for Brody or Mia...and for my little Stormy Dean who we rescued in my childhood...heck, I didn't know what a "breeder" or "pedigree" was back then. lol
These babies wriggle into your heart, mind, spirit, and soul, and there is no way to cleanse them away...nor would I want to!  |
I did the same thing when I got my black Lab mix, Ebony. I saw her in the paper for adoption with the Humane Society. No picture. I told my husband that we were going to go get her, and name her Ebony. I hadn't even seen her, but some how I just knew! As soon as we got to the vet where she'd been dumped off, I saw her and fell in love! We got her before we had kids, and had her for 15 1/2 wonderful years.
My oldest son was 12 when she passed away. It will be 7 years in February, since she passed and I still miss her dearly.