So I’ve been in adopting a rescue dog hell pretty much all weekend with my lovely daughter Sasha. We have been negotiating together the murky waters of getting approved for a dog (we are); and then rather unsuccessfully navigating the twists and turns of getting a dog we both want. We thought we had Elf but the adoption group felt he was not a dog that would do well in our 2 bedroom apartment (he doesn’t like to walk on a leash). There has been a Lance, really cute Dachshund, who was adopted by the family whose application was ahead of our’s; and Patch, a Terrier loved by Sasha (she’s starting to feel desperate), and less by me.
We have arrived at Taco, a small (under 10 lbs, very important) sweet girl, rescued from a kill facility who really loved both of us. I thought she was great. Sasha needed time to think about it.
There’s also Bambi and Nadia and Teddy and Felix. I believe, ultimately, the dog will pick us. I keep reassuring Sasha, who gets a little more wigged out at the whole prospect than I do. And I love educating ourselves and searching together and learning and being offered the occasion to grow and accept, in love and enthusiasm.
Not surprisingly, Sasha and I have disagreed a lot. And yet, we keep on, keeping on knowing in our hearts that the new addition to our family will ultimately reveal him/her self.
Sasha sent me this awesome video tonight, to help pave the way. It is such a refreshing take on the unfathomable and how relationships, even to something as incongruous as penguins, can be joyous and fun and full of an unbelievable light:
Onward toward Taco, my lovely Sasha! And may we always be this lovingly engaged in our mutual happiness and the great Big life that we continue to have together!