Good news; a happy HAPPY ending

I was going to post a photo and some words today about how we have our good furniture outside….and ironically we have some lawn/pool stuff inside. But, you get the gist.  Tis a mess…

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I told you guys last week that I lucked into a happy home for the white dog via my vet. Well, the new baby daddy and I just clicked. He was so sweet….he instantly LOVED the white dog.

He’d just had to put down his female boxer a few weeks prior; cancer. He was devastated. His partner was devastated. His male boxer was MORE devastated. His boxer boy was home alone all day…and lonely. Sad. Mopey. Heartbroken. 

He could not wait to get her home.

He sent me an email the next day stating that the dogs were getting along just fine, white dog was a great girl…even if she snores like a mac truck.

Here is a photo of white dog and her new brother.

I know…her new brother looks just like Cocoa, but with an extra long tongue. All the better for kissing I am sure.

Anyhoo…Ozzie and I went back to the vet yesterday to have his staples removed.

The vet was SO happy to see me. She was just gushing about how the “new family” loved the white dog. (they are naming her Jasmine. ‘Jazz’)

She said they made a trip in to say hi to her and were just beaming…Jazz is the new ‘princess’ of the house. They are all in love.

This all made me so darn happy…I knew I did the right thing…and this just compounded my thoughts before, that this dog was meant to come to us, but not to BE ours.

Doing another happy doggie dance.

As I was leaving the office, they stopped me again and said that the ‘new family’ wanted to ‘credit’ me back for all the shots and meds that I already purchased for the White dog.

HUH?

I explained to them, that I was glad to do it….that I was so appreciative of them TAKING her, and giving her a good and safe home…I would never want any re-payment for that.

But it was insisted upon.

White dog has hit the family lottery. thrice. And this one will be forever.

Surely that does not make up for her being abandoned; discarded.

We’ll be passing on that credit {karma} to the rescue group in honor of her and her new family. What choice do I have?

IF this made you happy…go hug your pup. or your cat. or your hamster. or snake. or heck, to make it easier, hug whatever living/breathing creature you happen upon next.

They can thank me later.

{I sure hope you are not walking the alley ways of NYC right now!}

xoxoxxo

Suz