PUPPY SIZE

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[Zacs Mom]

Size matters ~ "She keeps repeating it over and over again. We've been back to this shelter at least five times. It has been weeks now since we started all of this," the woman told the volunteer.

[Zacs Mom]

PUPPY SIZE
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"She keeps repeating it over and over again. We've been back to this shelter at least five times. It has been weeks now since we started all of this," the woman told the volunteer.

"What is it she keeps asking for?" the volunteer asked.

"Puppy size!"

"We have plenty of puppies, if that's what she's looking for."

"I know. We have seen most of them," the Mother said in frustration.

Just then the young child came walking in the office. "Well, did you find one?" asked her Mom.

"No, not this time," said the child 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.

The young child took her Mother by the hand and headed to the door. "Don't worry, I bet we'll find one this weekend," the child 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 any more," 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 in the shelter on Saturday morning. By now the young child 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 times when visitors weren't permitted.

The young girl 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 of 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.

Mom, startled by all the commotion, came running. "What? Are you sure? How do you know?" she asked.

"It's the puppy sighs!" said the child.

"Yes, it's the same size as all the other puppies you held in the last few weeks," mom said.

"No, not "size", "sighs." When I held him in my arms he sighed," she said.

"So?"

"Don't you remember, Mom? 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 the sighs!"

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 her 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."

Close your eyes for a moment and think about the love that makes you sigh. I not only find it in the arms of my loved ones, but in the caress of a sunset, the kiss of the moonlight and the gentle brush of cool air on a hot day. They are the sighs of your heart. The more you love, the bigger the sighs.

*sigh* - I just love this story!

[AmericanMade1776]

Thanks for the pic of Santa sleeping...put it up as a background on my puter.

[speed_addiction]

I am convinced that dogs go to heaven and I will once again see my dogs there when I arrive. Dogs HAVE GOT TO HAVE A SOUL. Nothing that loves so unconditionally can possibly not have one.

[Tijeras_Slim]

Dogs have a soul, but I've got one that doesn't have a brain in his head. (He's good all the same.)

[pikachu]

Out of the mouth of babes...

[JoeV1]

What a wonderful story. Thank you.

[Constitution Day]

Same for my old hound...dumb as a bag of rocks, but sweet as he can be.

His name's Elvis.

[JoeV1]

I agree. Dogs are most definitely a gift from God.

[speed_addiction]

Dogs have a soul, but I've got one that doesn't have a brain in his head. (He's good all the same.)

Reminds me of my current dog. He is about as bright as a sack of wet mice, but it is his inherent goofiness that makes him so loveable. I was telling my girlfriend this past weekend, that with their innocence, dogs would absolutely love the Christmas Season and would eagerly await the arrival of Santa with as much glee as any child.

[PeteB570]

I got a pure as can be Curb Setter named Dexter. Kinda' a cream color and also sweet as can be but also dumb as a bag of rocks.

[Constitution Day]

My Jack Russell Terrier, Cosmo, is practically Mensa material compared to Elvis.

But he's the aggressive one. I think he believes he's a Rottweiler, LOL.

[CharliefromKS]

ping

[osagebowman]

Hair - puppy ping?

[HairOfTheDog]

Ping!

[Slings and Arrows]

My JRT Janey is like that too. They're the classic little dogs with big spirits.

[codyjacksmom]

Thank you for this story...it is just awesome. When I got my baby 1 1/2 years ago, I wanted size. At 8 weeks, he was 20 pounds...but when I picked him up and he sighed and melted into my arms, I knew he was the one. Today, at 130lbs, he still sighs and melts into my arms, only it's when we snuggle, there's no way I can pick him up. :)

[tob2]

They certainly are gifts from God! And so are cats. Both give unconditional love.

[tob2]

Pugs are very intelligent too. He's a great fly catcher to boot!

[Luis Gonzalez]

I believe that the answer to whether dogs have a soul or not, is found in the love they give and receive...I believe that they have a soul.

And if you wish to see the measure of love between pet owners and their pet, I invite you to read the stories posted at The Rainbow Bridge.

Fair warning, bring tissues...plenty of them.

[RikaStrom]

Well the previous Baby Girl was as sweet as could be, but no great shakes in the brain departs... the current Psycho Dog is as stand offish as can be but loves a good deer bone now and again.

Can't live without dogs. :-)