A Moment With Mel: Adding A Doggie Family Member
Most folks know that I lost both my dogs over the last five months.
Maxwell, my rescue dog, passed away in December at the age of 13. Gypsy, who I got as a puppy, passed away three months later, at the age of 15. To say the past few months have been hard is an understatement. My dogs were my best friends and my family.
Two weeks ago I went to see a rescue dog. He was a cute fella, a Jack Russell/Chihuahua mix. I liked him but he was so attached to his foster mom that I just couldn’t take him. I also didn’t feel a true “connection” to him. I go with my gut when it comes to things like this. I honestly thought that maybe I’m just not ready for another baby.
This past Saturday, I went to see another rescue dog. She was found in a park and has been with a foster mom for the past week. She’s a Jack Russell/Lab mix who is around two or three years old. She’s all white with green eyes. When I met her, I felt an immediate connection. She is a sweet girl and is a snuggler. She jumped on the couch beside me, leaned into me, and as I rubbed her belly, she fell asleep. Love!
After I spent some time with the dog, I went home to think. Part of me thinks I’m ready to save another dog. Part of me feels guilty. I think that’s normal. I spent so many years with Gypsy and Maxwell, that I almost feel disloyal thinking about having another dog.
Then, this morning, before work, I saw two rabbits just outside of my patio window. They weren’t hopping around, they were sitting, looking in my direction. And they stayed that way for about 10 minutes. That’s when I knew. I knew that Gypsy and Maxwell were giving me their blessing. I know it sounds crazy, but in my gut, I just knew that those two rabbits were my babies, let me know that everything would be ok.
When I saw the two rabbits, I felt a sense of relief. I truly believe in signs from above, and this morning I felt like I am supposed to rescue this dog. I felt a sense of calmness, and the guilt I was feeling went away.
I’ll let you know what happens. I’m hoping to hear from the rescue folks this week. Either way, it works out, I NOW know my doggies have given me their blessing. I will always love them, and they will always live in my heart. But I think they want me to help another dog now.
