Sometimes an ending is a perfect way to have a beautiful beginning...

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Tahoe the Terror Terrier

We returned from Lake Tahoe and after our seven-hour drive began unloading the car. The kids were running around inside. Hubby had to go to work the next day so he was gettin' his work stuff ready. I was running between the car and the house just unpacking and enjoying being at home even though it was crazy. I was bent over the back of the car pullin' something out when I heard a little noise. I spun around to see this little mangy-lookin' dog starring at me. I sort of ignored him. Surely his owner is right here. He just sat there wagging his tail, starring at me. I went about my business. Came back out to collect more from the car... he was still there. Hmm, where exactly is his owner? No one in sight up and down the street. Hubby's coming, uh oh. We're bought and paid for now. Sure enough... Hubby sees him, bends down, says, "well, hey there boy, come here... where's your tag? Are you hungry? Thirsty? You need a bath." Yep, that's the story of how we got Tahoe the Terror Terrier. He's really cute but still wants to chew on everything (goodbye new tennis shoes of Buglette's) and is not, shall we say, housetrained. But he's a creature that God created and no one wanted (we assume). He's probably roamed the streets for a few weeks with no one to protect him, no food to fill his belly and no warm house to rest peacefully in. I cannot, no matter how much we DO NOT need a second dog put him out on the streets and I don't believe in destroying unwanted pets. He's been with us for a week and a half and has started identifying us as family. He believes this is his home. If I took him somewhere else he will think that yet another family didn't want him. I can't bear the thought of that. We all, all living creatures on this planet need to know we are loved and wanted. It's basic humanity... no matter what we do or don't do, good or bad we all need to be loved and wanted and to know we belong somewhere. So, Tahoe the Terror Terrier, welcome home. My heart is big enough, you are wanted and you are loved... even if everyone else thinks we are crazy.