Since life just keeps running at top speed, sometimes fun things have to be put off. Like writing my blog posts. So I am repurposing some stories from my many books on Animal Human Connection. This one about how to choose a puppy for a child by looking at size is from a top seller “I Lost My Best Friend Today” If you have ever gone “puppy hunting with a small child, you will identify.
“Danielle keeps repeating it over and over again. We’ve been back to this animal shelter at least five times. It has been weeks now since we started all of this,” the mother told the volunteer.
“What is it she keeps asking for?” The volunteer asked.
“Puppy size!” replied the mother.
“Well, we have plenty of puppies, if that’s what she’s looking for.”
“I know… we have seen most of them,” the mom said in frustration. Just then, Danielle came walking into the office. “Well, did you find one?” asked her mom. “No, not this time, Danielle said with sadness in her voice. “Can we come back on the weekend?”
The two women looked at each other, shook their heads and laughed, “You never know when we will get more dogs. Unfortunately, there’s always a supply,” the volunteer said.
Danielle took her mother by the hand and led her to the door. “Don’t worry, I’ll find one this weekend,” she said.
Over the next few days, both mom and dad had long conversations with her. They both felt she was being too particular. “It’s this weekend or we’re not looking anymore,” Dad finally said in frustration. “We don’t want to hear anything more about puppy size either,” Mom added.
Sure enough, they were the first ones on the shelter on Saturday morning. By now, Danielle knew her way around, so she ran right for the section that housed the smaller dogs.
Tired of the routine, Mom sat in the small waiting room at the end of the first row of cages. There was an observation window so you could see the animals during the times when visitors weren’t permitted. Danielle walked slowly from cage to cage, kneeling periodically to take a closer look. One by one, the dogs were brought out and she held each one.
One by one, she said, “Sorry, you’re not the one.”
It was the last cage on this last day in search for the perfect pup.
The volunteer opened the cage door and the child carefully picked up the dog and held it closely. This time she took a little longer.
“Mom, that’s it! I found the right puppy! He’s the one! I know it!” she screamed with joy. “It’s the puppy size!”
But it’s the same size as all the other puppies you held over the last few weeks,” Mom said.
“No, not size—the sighs! When I held him in my arms, he sighed,” she said. “Don’t you remember? When I asked you one day what love is, you told me love depends on the sighs of your heart. The more you love, the bigger you sigh!”
The two women looked at each other for a moment. Mom didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. As she stooped down to hug the child, she did a little of both.
“Mom, every time you hold me, I sigh. When you and Daddy come home from work and hug each other, you both sigh. I knew I would find the right puppy if it sighed when I held it in my arms,” she said.
Then holding the puppy up close to her face she said, “Mom, he loves me. I heard the sighs of his heart!”
“Life is not measured by the breaths we take,
but by the moments that take our breath away.”