The Rest of the Story

Sometime after my last dog post, I finally DID get around to asking my dad about why he decided to bring Darlin' home. Here is what he e-mailed me:

Darlin' was the main one that pushed the decision.

As I observed her seeming to appeal to other people as they went to their cars, I hung back until everyone left then called her over & spoke to her. She responded & I couldn't help but feel sorry for her, she was pitiful. I was thinking, well, there's nothing I can do. When I opened the car door to get in, she voluntarily jumped in on her own & just sat down on the floor of the passenger side & looked at me as if to say, "let's go home". I couldn't resist so we drove home & I was sure that Mom could not resist either. When I pulled into the carport I tooted the horn & motioned Mom to come out. When she looked in & saw her face, it was love at first sight. You may remember we tried to find out if she belonged to anyone & was lost. I posted a flyer at the Marta station but we never could find anyone looking for her. It was after that that we decided to take her to the Vet for exam & we felt a confirmation that surely, God must have sent her to us.
(Even now, this recollection brings tears to my eyes.)

So, in the words of Paul Harvey, "Now you know the rest of the story."


And I might add that my dad can now say that he has contributed to a blog.



Thanks, Dad.