How one pup was left.

When Cheyenne left we had Fynn our gorgeous little boy left who had some wonderful people interested in him. His future was to become a therapy dog, but unfortunately as things go, life got in the way and especially in these trying times financial obstacles can occur unsuspectedly. We both decided this was not a good time for them to take home a puppy and Fynn's adoption fell through.

We had other people interested in him but we kept putting it off to contact them, when one lady really wanted to adopt him, we had a serious discussion and decided we didn't want him to go at all. We totally fell in love with this exuberant little boy who brings us nothing but love, smiles and joy.

I hesitated, I'm chronically ill, go through harsh treatment, am disabled and worried what kind of life I could offer him. Wouldn't it be totally selfish to keep him when others could offer him so much more? What if I died next week who would take care of him? Luckily I have some very good friends who helped me put things in perspective. No-one knows what lies ahead in his or her future.

This boy obviously choose us as his family. He is such an old soul, there are things he just knows. Even though he's just a 14 week old puppy now from day one he knew that if I needed to rest he should be quiet and rest too. Never heard a peep from him during my naps and rest times. At night he sleeps on our bed quietly, W. lets him out to do his business in the morning but than he comes back and hops on the bed to sleep with me till 9:00 AM. No whining, no chewing, just calm and relaxed. Like he knew my schedule from day one. He easily adjusted to everything that is different in our household, from play time to dinner.

Of course I still miss my heart and soul dog Gwen, she was one of a kind and can never be replaced. She will live forever in my heart and not a day goes by that I don't think of her. I still miss her more than anything. But I know she would approve of this little guy that makes me happy and smile again, he brings us so much joy even Lotte our 14 y.o has he wrapped around his little paw. She plays with him like she's a pup again and lets him get away with murder. ;-) She even lets him pick a treat from her mouth, something Gwen in the past just had to glance at before getting a snarl ;-)

He's one wee little charmer ;-)

So now we're officially rescue failures. We failed to adopt him out and kept him ;-)

Here is he playing with Lotte on the beach at Sauvie Island on Presidents Day 2009. Click the photo to view the Sauvie Island album.

From Sauvie Island

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