A little over five years ago something rather strange happened. Out of the blue, I had a strong feeling we should get a dog. I played with the idea in my head for awhile before mentioning it to Clint, because out of the two of us, I am definitely the picky one. Once we had talked about it and he seemed to be open to the idea, I started looking at online classifieds for our new family member. Another strange thing is that I knew what kind of dog we should get, a Shih Tzu, even though I didn't know a thing about this breed of dog, or any other for that matter.
A few weeks into the search, we went to my parents house for Thanksgiving as we usually do. Shortly after arriving, my mom mentioned to me that she and my sister had visited a pet store earlier in the week and there were the cutest puppies for sale. I instantly knew our dog was sitting in that pet store, waiting for us.
The day after Thanksgiving, we left Caleb and Caitlin with my dad and the rest of us went in search of "our dog". We found her in a big cardboard box with a whole litter of Chiwawa's, not very nice Chiwawa's I might add. She was a fluffy black and white ball of pure cuteness and I fell in love with her on sight.
My parents bought her for us as a family Christmas gift and to this day, she is the best gift we've ever received.
Daisy came into our lives after being abused by her former owners. She was filled with love and sweetness, but had some fears and insecurities that resulted in some odd behaviors. Our family came into Daisy's life with some fears and insecurities of our own. We were putting our lives back together after a battle with cancer. I believe we were meant to heal and love each other. She was a gift to us, we were a gift to her. We love our Daisy.
5 comments:
jamie,
What a beautiful post. You are an excellent writer. You got skills babe.
I wish I could say that about my dog! We have a black lab that was a gift from my sister and has cost us thousands in things she has chewed up, but she is a lot better now and she has grown on me. Maybe one day...
ahhhh...that was a sweet post. And puppies are so dang cute!! I just can't get past the peeing on the floor. That's why we aren't having anymore children. Urine and carpet is really gross.
Okay, I forgot to mention she is litter box trained, no pee on the carpet here!
Puppies have a way of mending broken hearts. Yours is too cute!
Look how little your kids look in that photo!
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