I was devastated! My heart experienced gut wrenching pain and loneliness. My life was obliterated. His wiggle wasn't waiting for me, and being in an empty home was more than I could bear. I watched endless months of weekly photos, daily puppy updates, videos and rescue web cams. Nothing! I really didn't even care because my heart still mourned to my core and my tears still flowed. However, I felt compelled to keep watching the updates no matter how upset they made me feel.
Then this fluffy little fur ball dragging a LARGE stuffed toy in his mouth ran gleefully zoom zoom across my computer screen. My heart quickened. I must have watched, rewatched and memorized that video hundreds of times. I "felt" him in my soul (sign 1). I called, he was available albeit 2500 miles away. I thought too far to fly the little fellow with stopovers. (Sign 2) as the Universe would have it, the airline carrier added a holiday non stop flight from that area to our airport, so now I had no excuses. I had been unencumbered for years now and a new pup, well...
I talked to and questioned the puppy's guardian till she was probably really tired of me. In one conversation, she jokingly referred to him as "bad boy." I asked why. She stated that he had what looked like a B on his right hip and would send me a photo. (Sign 3) the image sent chills up my spine and all my friends into a chorus of "what don't you get?" He was already spoken for at a higher level then any of us knew at that time. It was as if God had assigned an Angel to monogram my signature on his hip so I wouldn't be so "human" as to not understand that this dog was meant to be mine.
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