I agree with the above post. When I lost my "best dog in the whole world" Jimmy to cancer, I didn't want another dog...ever. I knew I could never love another dog like I loved that one.
I had found him when he needed me the most and it was just meant to be....and then I found out I needed him just as badly.
Two years passed after he died and I still wasn't ready for another dog. Then my sister called me and told me about another dog, same breed, that had been abandoned on a farm next to her. Said I would love this dog. I just knew I wouldn't but I still made the trip to check her out.
That was eight years ago and I still have my lovely Lucy. She is so beautiful, gentle, smart and just an all around great dog that I couldn't even think about leaving her there.
I think the best dogs come to you when you least expect them and those are the ones that need you the most.
Now my Lucy is probably living her last year and I am getting a pup and hoping he can help fill that void when she takes her last walk.
I had found him when he needed me the most and it was just meant to be....and then I found out I needed him just as badly.
Two years passed after he died and I still wasn't ready for another dog. Then my sister called me and told me about another dog, same breed, that had been abandoned on a farm next to her. Said I would love this dog. I just knew I wouldn't but I still made the trip to check her out.
That was eight years ago and I still have my lovely Lucy. She is so beautiful, gentle, smart and just an all around great dog that I couldn't even think about leaving her there.
I think the best dogs come to you when you least expect them and those are the ones that need you the most.
Now my Lucy is probably living her last year and I am getting a pup and hoping he can help fill that void when she takes her last walk.
