It has been a hard 2 weeks in our household. We have not been without a dog in over 29 years. And Lily required a lot of time and care these past 10 months, her passing left a big, big void. Not only in hearts but in just our every day routine. The Husband and I couldn't seem to find a groove, we always seemed restless, everyday without purpose.
Finally we started to talk about another dog, but it was hard and it was hard not having one. We were so torn.
I think the turning point came last Saturday after we cut the grass. It was the first time since Lily's been gone that we cut it and a ritual in our house is that when we get done, we go in the house and call "Fresh cut grass! Who wants to roll in fresh cut grass?" and out both Lily and Edgrrr would go. Well, it really hit me for some reason, such a mundane chore as cutting the grass seemed purposeless because I had no dogs to run, roll and relish in simple pleasure of fresh cut grass.
I cried, and cried, and cried some more. The Husband cried, and cried, cried with me. Finally he said let's at least go look at some dogs on net. We looked at rescues and puppies. Most of the rescues we were interested in were in central or south Florida, most of the puppies were there too, and more than we could afford at the moment.
Then a young man caught our eye. We emailed the rescue, he was available and the more she told us about him the more we were interested and he was only 2 hours away. We made arrangements to see him on Monday.
But Sunday night I got terrible cold feet. Could I love him? Would he love me? Would he truly be my dog, someone else raised him? We had no experience with rescues, what if were getting someone else's problem? Maybe it was too soon? But the house was so empty..........what should we do?
We went........and we are so glad we did, meet Louis the VII (Rottie)....
Last Hope Rescue in Tallahassee. Him and his Dad were rescued from the Pasco County shelter in April. His Dad had already been adopted out and this guy was still waiting for the right home.
I still miss Lily so much, tears welling up when I think of her. I can still feel myself massaging her little stump while she laid in my lap every evening. And I think of Ed often, missing his clownish behavior.
But life has a little more meaning now. It has purpose. It has Louie.......................