This photo always makes me smile. A little over two years ago, just shortly after my beloved dog, Ricky passed away, we had our suspicions Lucy might be pregnant. I prayed she wasn't, as I wasn't ready for another dog. It was way too soon for me, or so I thought.
It's funny when they were born, I couldn't imagine my life without them. I figured everyone wanted to see the millions of pictures, and videos I took of them. I wasn't the easiest to deal with when it came to them being adopted. I of course wanted to keep them, especially since we almost lost the male when he was 5 weeks old. Two were born deceased, and the runt we bottle fed for two days passed away when we left for a couple hours. I'd become so attached, especially since we'd experienced so much loss in the last few years. I wanted MY babies to have the best home where they'd be loved, and get the attention they so deserve.
When my neighbor's son adopted one, and his friend the other, I figured I'd see them every now and then…I never fathomed that the puppy would move in with my neighbor (a few months ago.) I get to see this precious face (on the right) waiting at our rural barbed wire fence daily to see me or hang out with his Mama. My neighbor jokes about getting him a dog house at the fence as this is where he prefers to be. When Lucy hears him cry or bark when she's in our house, she growls in fear something is happening to her baby. If I ask, "where's your baby??" or say "Go get Max"…she runs full blast to see him. Oh and if he doesn't listen, you can rest assured he gets a firm growl. Believe it or not, two years later, he still listens to his mama!
This past weekend, her (Lucy's) daughter was visiting next door. Even she, the one we never see, sat at the fence with her bro waiting for us. God knew in 2007 what he was doing. He also knew in 2009. Have a great weekend. It's the simple things in life that matter most!