One Saturday afternoon my husband and I needed to buy dog food for Gracie, our 15 year old lab. Unbeknownst to me it was also Clear the Shelters day in our community and a local animal rescue had all their dogs, young and old, at the pet store. Over the last 12 years we have had the privilege of being parents to Gracie, I have seen multiple puppies and rescues. I have never met an animal that I couldn’t stop thinking about. Until that day.
We bought dog food, went to a birthday party in our neighbourhood, finished the rest of our errands, and I couldn’t get one little puppy out of my brain. John, my husband, brought me back to the pet store to see her one more time. The rescue was gone. There were no puppies left. I didn’t even catch the rescue’s name.
John did some research and found the rescue and the puppy. Monday I filled out the application. Wednesday I received an email to schedule a phone interview. Friday, while driving out of state to be a part of a wedding, the rescue called. They scheduled a home visit. They had to be certain everyone in the family was on the same page, Gracie would be okay with her, and the puppy wasn’t terrified.
Tuesday, just over a week after meeting this little girl, we had a home visit from the rescue with the puppy. Gracie loved her! As an elderly dog, she hasn’t been very playful lately. She played and chased and licked this little one. John was out of town and FaceTimed to see how the puppy liked our family. It was love. We set a date. The following Saturday morning, she would be ours.
We named our little girl Sage Pearl. One of her parents is a chihuahua and the other is a pit bull. Over the last two weeks she has become an exciting part of our lives. She is playful and loving. Gracie is normally by her side. Sage was the runt of her litter and is still only a tiny girl. At three months old we have no idea how big she will get but that doesn’t matter. She has melted the hearts of our family and all of our neighbours.
Oily Minded Medic 