Sweet Mickey, 4 Months Ago..... Options

[LoveMyMickey]

To our sweet Mickey who went to be with the angels 4 months ago:

We miss you sweet Mickey
As much today as day one.
I know you want us to be happy,
But it's easier said than done.

Each room is so empty
Because you're not there.
Each night we say we love you
And kiss your picture we share.

Sometimes in our dreams
You briefly appear,
But we wake up quickly
With eyes filled with tears.

With respect, we keep up your gravesite,
Although we know you're not really there.
Because your Sweet Living Spirit
Is with us everywhere.

You will always be Daddy's Little Buddy
And Mama's Baby Boy.
We love you Sweet Mickey.

[Gretta's Mom]

Hello Love My Mickey

Oh my goodness ... all of the LS friends on your thread have had almost me exact experience with "just looking for a minute" at Petfinder or, in my case, at two local rescue sites - one was the one from which I'd adopted my Gretta. I saw Rufus but thought he was too young for me (at 7). I'm just a couple of years from a fixed income and I was looking for somebody older who I could be confident of affording the best vet care for (boy, that's a non-grammatical sentence - hope you can understand it). I found an 'emergency - no-place-to-go' dog on the second site - a mix of the breeds of the two dogs who have been part of my adults life (Chessie and chocolate lab). When I went to meet her, she attacked the store owner's very gentle boxer and I found out that earlier in the day she'd been unable to be placed in a foster home cux she'd done the same thing to the resident dog - an 11 year old lab! (Now, who can't get along with an 11 year old lab?) I did take her for a short walk but I had to say no. She was actually more of a chessie/large terrier mix and given all that had happened with her that day, I felt I couldn't guarantee the safety of people around us. Then, like a hynotized person, I went back to the first site and Rufus was still there. Suddenly, I just HAD to adopt him - sort of like a madwoman! He was said to be about 90# and have some slight leg tremors that were not painful and didn't affect his walking. So I said yes and went to a park to bring her home with me. What an surprise! More like 110#, huge and about 10 pounds overweight, tremors definitely NOT slight. And a soft, soft coat. What! I knew what a lab's coat is like and this wasn't it - it was better!! Ours was a slow start - partly because of her size and tendency to bark when I returned home (like, yeah, I should have been happy to have been loved that much - but we live in an urba fourplex) and partly because she is a boy dog (Gretta is a girl -the kindest chocolate lab who ever lived) and kind of in-your-face. I knew he was a gift from Gretta so we kept on. Now we're much closer and he's become a little psychic - every time I come here and write (and cry) he knows (sometimes waking up from a sound sleep) and lumbers over and sticks his huge nose between me and the computer and starts snuffing and snorting (which always leadds to a big loud bark if you don't do what he wants - it's always good). I'm beginning to find out that that's out-sized boy-dog love.

The perfect dog WILL find you and show himself or herself as the one. I used to think that one would feel an instant rush of love but Rufus is teaching me that love can start out small and grow into something beautiful.

With love to you and all our LS friends who are in the "the perfect dog or cat or bunny or anything furry is looking for me" time.

Gretta and Rufus's mom