Sunday, March 9, 2014

Biscuit Finds a Home


No, I have never been the brightest crayon in the box. I appreciated the rainbows others could arch in their lives, but I was pretty drab really. However, I am violent purple when it comes to feelings. This winter has been one with shades of dark plums, as my heart bruised with compassion and sorrow watching both friends and relatives die and supporting a breaking branch of my family tree.

I have missed a dog here for that several years. Kids gone, grandkids far away, old dogs dead and buried.  The freedom to come and go, no responsibilities was nice, but there was a lonely hole of no one greeting me at the back when I returned…unless you count DH’s face asking what was for dinner!

We each had different tastes in dogs and I have been looking on line the last year for a pup friend. Trips to kennels were torture because I left crying almost every time. If I chose one, how could I look in the eyes of 50 others saying, “Why wasn’t I good enough?”

Last week I found a dog that seemed interesting, and she looked a lot like our much loved grand dog. DH said call and see how big she was as we agreed no big dogs for us at our age. The dog sounded about right, was labeled non-aggressive and loveable. She had been abandoned in a backyard and the city had to pick her up as no one wanted her. BUT….this was not the humane society but a city animal control kill facility. She and three other dogs were top of the list and were scheduled to go down. The attendant could put a hold on her for a day or two…no more. I broke and cried and cried and cried. How could I let one more anything die this winter? DH assured me she would not know I had done it by leaving her there.
 

But several hours later, we were in the car. We agreed I thought to pay for her keep even if she wasn’t right for us. The workers were so good. They stayed late…had her out away from other dogs so we did not see them, and the dog gave us kisses right away. She was about 10 pounds heavier than we wanted and had we known for sure, would not have gone probably. But DH said in less than five minutes, "Let’s take her." We had no crate, no food, no leash, nothing.

 
Thus began a whirlwind of activity and adjustments for all of us! The house that I thought needed cleaning is now really a mess. Dog prints on floor, grass bits on carpet, sloshed drinking water, oh and the house smells like wet dog since it has been raining. Nothing like wet fur and spring mud to give a home a living in feel!
It is responsibility, inconvenience, expense, shredding hair and dirt, but somehow watching DH run in play like a young fellow-well almost--and having a warm face cuddle near my computer chair might mean we got the better part of the bargain. At least Biscuit got another chance at life. Whatever sense I lost here, I hope it was worth it…and I think it will be.
 
 
 

12 comments:

Sioux said...

Claudia--Congratulations. Biscuit is a cutie. And you definitely got a great deal.

Unconditional love...and warm brown eyes and a wet tongue as a bonus.

Elephant's Child said...

Oh yes. They give soooo much more than they take.
And Biscuit looks to be a charmer.

Tracy said...

So happy you finally found your dog. Can't wait to meet her.

Terra said...

I am so happy for Biscuit, and for you and your dh; Biscuit will bring a lot of zing into your home. And that's a good thing.

Marylin Warner said...

You have wonderful posts, Claudia, but this one is hands down my favorite! Biscuit is a keeper! And your hearts will be brighter and stronger! We've had our wonderful Maggie for almost 11 years, and she was abandoned and left to die, but our police officer son-in-law found her. Make Biscuit a long-haired dog and you'll have at least a cousin of Maggie's!
Congratulations to you and your new and newly blessed family, Claudia!

Linda O'Connell said...

Biscuit got the best family ever. She is a cutie. You will now have lots to do. Have fun with your baby.

Carol Kilgore said...

Biscuit looks happy! You did good. Thanks for commenting on my blog today. I'm a new follower.

Susan said...

Awwwww, Claudia. How is biscuit doing? So happy she didn't have to be put down and also happy you and hubs have a new fur baby to love! Susan p.s. Thanks so much for all your visits. Love them.

Lisa Claro said...

Congratulations to you and Biscuit! Shed fur, dirty paw prints, and wet dog smell are all a small price to pay for the love and devotion you will share with your new companion. :)

BECKY said...

Oh Claudia, what a beautiful and sweet post. You're such a kind hearted soul, especially not wanting the other dogs to know you could not take them, too. I just love Biscuit! She's a cutie and her name seems to fit her. You and DH definitely needed something like her to brighten your lives...especially in this drab and gray winter. And I'm with Lisa above...small price to pay for the love and devotion!

Martha said...

It will be, it will be! Our two are rescues and we love them! She's a cute dog and she'll fill your heart as well as your home.

Lynn said...

Sounds like Biscuit got a sweet deal, and it also sounds like Biscuit is just what you needed!