How did I get Lucky?
Let me tell you how I got Lucky.
It all started when I went looking for a new dog. I went to the Humaine Society, never made it through the front door without crying. It was way too soon after Boomer had died. A few weeks later, I finally got through the door and looked at the cats first. Saw a really big and beautiful one named Jack. The girl said he was really mean and scratched and loved to bite. Wrong Cat. I proceeded to go to where the dogs were. I saw many dogs, all except 2 had holds on them. I didn't know you could hold a dog. Why would you? I always believed that every person has a special dog just for them. Today was not my day.
I started to look for dogs in the paper. Very very expensive dogs. Yikes! I started looking at the rescue pets. The dogs were all so cute but every time I called, the dog I liked was taken. Strike 2.
I looked at the paper every week. I even went to the animal shelter again and tried to find a dog, no luck.
I waited awhile, really thought about what it takes to have a dog again, I knew the dog was out there somewhere waiting for me. I knew then that I really did want another German Shepherd like my other dog. I still needed my heart to heal also, so more time is good. I had time, I had the heart, I just needed to find the dog.
I started to look online and one day I saw some cute dogs, I clicked on pictures and started thumbing through them one at a time. Then I saw a dog who caught my eye. He was a male German Shepherd about a year old, neutered, well behaved, named Lucky. I looked at his picture over and over that day, wondering if I should make the call. Was he taken? Would I be disappointed? I called and asked where they were located. Thank goodness they were only one state away in Washington. I was in Idaho. So glad he was not in New York or Iceland.
I made an appointment to go and see him. There were many applicants. I was not worried because if he was meant to be mine, then it would happen. I prayed. Should you pray for a dog? The answer is yes. Pray for even the little things. You may not get whatever it is that you want but God does listen. I believe that with all of my heart. I felt good in my heart so I proceeded forward. I had to wait a week for an interview, fill out an application, get money for fees and then wait. Do you know how many times I looked at his picture? Waiting is the hardest thing ever.
I finally got to go and meet Lucky. I had stared at his picture for a very long time over the past week. My heart was ready. I met the trainer who had him and was fostering him. I looked into those sweet eyes and I fell in love. It is amazing how that happens, sometimes you just know. The trainer could not promise anything because there were more applicants after me, I had to wait.
I went home but I left a piece of my heart there that day at the place where Lucky was. I could not sleep. I called the trainer almost every day to see how he was doing. I dreamt of him all week. I was just having a hard time getting him off my mind. I kept on thinking and friends kept on reminding me "If it is meant to be, then it will happen". Did I say already that it is hard to wait?
On a Saturday, I got a call, I am the chosen one. I was so happy. I knew that I connected with him that day. I was the luckiest girl in the whole world. I truly was myself again, I was a Happy Camper Girl. Lucky is home now, sitting right beside me. It is a forever love story. I will be with him forever. I will take him camping and fishing. We will sleep in the tent on a mountain and visit friends in cute vintage travel trailers. We will have adventures. I will not be alone. I know that sometimes things are meant to be, the heartaches and the victories. My heart is still healing from my Boomer Dog who died. Lucky is a part of that healing process. I learn every day about life's ups and downs, it hurts and pain. I see things on TV and realized how very blessed I really am. Every day I find out that the greatest thing really is love. It is love towards another human, love towards an animal, it is more giving and less receiving. I am still after 61 years, still learning to love.
Lucky, thanks for picking me.
